I have a tight grip to this railing But absolutely none to hope To what am I suppose to cling When I’ve slid to the end of my rope? A breeze brushes my eyelids Reminding me where I stand The sound of crashing waves to rocks And deep waters reach for my hand It would…
Category: Poetry
Same Tension
I wonder if you feel the same tension as I can In this roughly 700 square foot apartment The same serenity that settles your mind When you find me asleep on the couch The same butterflies in your stomach When I flash a sleepy grin in the morning The same desire to be the bottles…
Eclipse
You and I Like the sun and moon Unable to reach out Or touch one another The closest we get Creates an eclipse Drowning out light Dulling all colour SWD 09/2016 Updated 03/2020
I Jumped
Standing at the edge of a cliff That I always knew I’d peer over someday After years of preparation I’m ready to take this dive And flee the hoard of wolves Always trailing behind Scared to death to leap But more afraid to turn around So with nothing but faith I jumped Never again to…
My Heart and My Brain
There is a disconnect between my heart and my brain Like a married couple who hate each other And stopped keeping track of anniversaries years ago But will never accept of the idea of divorce Bickering from the moment I open my eyes Never can they compromise on a single topic Forced to live in…
Burnt Braided Cotton
My mom’s morning routine used to include Lighting whatever candle she had sitting beside the fish bowl The house always smelling of blueberry pancakes, cinnamon or sugar cookies Though she has since moved on to a candle warmer In favor of how much longer it takes to dissipate I still find comfort in surrounding myself…
Angel
Angel drove me out of my hometown Through wanderlust adventures From nooks in the woods Making bad decisions in her backseat To sleeping in parks and parking garages When I’ve lost myself in a city Through steep hills in the east And valleys in the west Past signs we should have read To avoid driving…
Spoiled Milk
I am subtly rotten Like the milk in my fridge yesterday That I had to try three times In order to finally decide it was no good The first sip didn’t seem bad The second was questionable But at the third I was certain It couldn’t be stomached Yes, I am tempting enough to try…
Courage to Sail
Every morning I roll from my bed and face life Like planting my feet on the shores of an ocean And staring out into a blue expanse Vast and mysterious It calls me to venture out and explore Yet I stay here with my toes in the sand Watching the daylight rise and fall upon…
