I hold my younger self like a thrashing feral animal –In a tight and safe embrace.She’s fighting back hard,Baring her teeth;I’m sure to her,My arms feel like a cage.I’m sure to her,I’m the thing she hides from at night.But her teeth and nails are blunt,And […]
I remember The gull’s cry as he wheels above salty shore, A cloak of mist wrapped round sand and sea, The crunch of sand beneath boots and the clink of mail, driving rain, Long marches under heavy packs and long nights on the cold ground, […]
She wakes to the sun, before it can rise. Bones too tired to stretch, eyes drooping. Hushed kettle hums, dim glowing fire, Teary eyed, dreams still bright just. – For the world, lay at her back. A steady push and unrelenting track, From the mat […]
You remind me of the warm, cozy things in life, The big sweatshirts to sleep in, A cup of coffee with silky creamer, Car seat heaters on a frigid winter day, Sunlight softly kissing leaving mellowness, A warm hug to remind of enduring love. You […]
With steady hands and guarded eyes,She treads beneath the shifting skies.Through storm and sun, through drought and rain,She guards the forest’s breath and vein. For every seed, a promise planted,for every tree, a life she’s mounted.The guardian of the earth’s green flame,A forester, by heart and name.
15,642 things sit in my camera roll. 2,673 videos, 7,365 photos, None of which include you. They go back many years ago to 2016. Two years before meeting you, Three until you died. Years ago there was one picture, A selfie during summer, smiling Watching […]
Could you write me a poem? A short one, please. Of course! Here’s a short poem for you: The sky whispers low, As the soft winds blow, Time drifts like a dream, Through moments unseen. Why do you like to write about dreams so much? […]
Always running, always rushing Never enough, never enough Always one thing, always another Always a task, always a reason To be running, to be rushing Always a class, always an assignment Always studying, always working Always wanted, always needed But there’s never enough Never enough […]
mi cuerpo está contaminado como los ríos y los bosques como las guerras y el aire mi cuerpo está contaminado mis brazos están contaminados quiero bañarme hasta todo a que mi piel se enrojezca y tu contaminación no es como la de las serpientes quiero […]
Las fotografias…………………………………………The Photographs Se cuelgan……………………………………………….Hang En las paredes,………………………………………..On the walls, Espectadores……………………………………………Silent Silentes……………………………………………………..Spectators Del teatro…………………………………………………Of the theatre De la vida………………………………………………….Of life. Ellas recuerden………………………………………..They remember El pasado,…………………………………………………The past, Aún cuando……………………………………………..Even when Las personas…………………………………………….The people En las fotografías…………………………………….In the photographs Los han olvidado…………………………………….Have forgotten. Ellas son……………………………………………………They are Las […]