I’ve never quite understood boredom. I long for the moments where the world quiets down enough, slows, so I can escape reality and wander through my imagination. It wasn’t until reaching adulthood that I realized not everyone’s imagination survived childhood. I believe the desperate need to preserve mine is why I defaulted to silence soContinue reading “Poetry Series – Imagination”
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Poetry Series – The Fool
Over the weekend, I encountered the first time I had to find the courage to voice to my relatively new boyfriend that something he said had upset me. Sure, I’ve had similar encounters with others but after getting enough bad reactions I took on the idea that it would be easier to just swallow theContinue reading “Poetry Series – The Fool”
Poetry Series – Tell Me Your Signs
My emotional intensity sometimes leaves growth and facing my fears feels like fighting literal demons. From the outside looking in, if I were transparent in those moments, I’m sure I’d look like I’m losing my mind. In those moments, I feel like I am just a little bit. I also believe, though, that I requireContinue reading “Poetry Series – Tell Me Your Signs”
Poetry Series – Choke
There is a time and a place. I would never… well, okay, maybe situationally. Never before have I… It seems like the more resistance I give to life and what it has to offer, the more I find myself in situations where I am proving myself wrong. As I pull on a sweatshirt with theContinue reading “Poetry Series – Choke”
Poetry Series – I’m Done Waiting
I’ve drifted through a lot of my relationships believing that I was there to teach someone that they can be loved unconditionally, even if they weren’t doing the same for me. I would stay agreeable until we parted ways as I so desperately held onto the hope that one day someone would pull me outContinue reading “Poetry Series – I’m Done Waiting”
Poetry Series – Weather
This was not the poem I was trying to write but it stormed in and drowned all other thoughts out of my mind. So here I am, watching the snowfall, writing about the weather, and falling in love – with life, the process, myself, the cold, and ultimately you. Weather Have you ever noticed theContinue reading “Poetry Series – Weather”
Poetry series – The Matrix to My Umbel
The difference in perspectives captivates me. After all, how can you not be amazed that a simple object can vary so greatly just based on the view you take? What looks flush and level from a head-on view could be a series of pieces, held out from one central location, stemming out to create anContinue reading “Poetry series – The Matrix to My Umbel”
Hello, Courage.
I found this poem come into my life the same way courage stepped in, silently and unexpectedly. The more time passes and the more experiences I gather, the more I start to think that’s how all of the best things make an entrance. The most meaningful bits of existence aren’t the ones you look forContinue reading “Hello, Courage.”
Poetry Series – Love Language
At 28, I already feel like I’ve done a lifetime’s worth of explaining myself. Sometimes it was an attempt to clear up a misunderstanding and other’s a frivolous effort to finally be understood. It’s not always easy to accept that if you have to try that hard to be understood, you won’t be. If youContinue reading “Poetry Series – Love Language”
Braking
Picture a train barreling down the track at a conservative 100mph and think of the momentum it has and what it’s going to take to bring that bad boy to a halt. I am the train, just reaching full speed, as my body screams to me that we are going to need to slam onContinue reading “Braking”
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