Tethered to the past

My mind wonders about the future While often wandering backwards Into old neural pathways That store my most preeminent recollections Daydreaming of tomorrow On strolls down memory lane Is like an alcoholic Conceptualizing sobriety While sitting on a dirty bar stool It is hard to move forward While tethered to the past SWD 02/2018 Advertisements

I was here

We each have bones beneath our flesh A brain we did not choose A heart that fills our veins with blood A body we’ll eventually lose We all have feelings hard to handle Thoughts difficult to let go Memories haunting our consciousness But one thing we should know We have a choice to embrace And…

Whispers of Possibilities

Lights suspended from skyscrapers Gleam like stars above the streets Towering steel structures Line a path that guides me Sounds of a lively city Lull my restless mind to sleep Whispers of possibilities Evoke extraordinary dreams SWD 01/2018

The Most Sour of Days

Life tossed lemons from the clouds today But I felt like dancing in the puddles anyway Let the juices sting my cat scratched ankles And my tongue stuck straight out to taste the bitterness of each drop I hope to cherish the sweetest days of life While graciously accepting the most sour as well SWD…

I will never understand how people live without a pet

A cat’s meow from the other room Will pull me from my blankets More so than my growling stomach A dainty paw kneading into my chest Will warm me from within More so than any hot tea ever could A quite chirp and headbutt to my leg Will make me feel at home More so…

File Things Away

I asked him how he copes with stress He said he files things away Before he has to buckle down And get on with the rest of his day I told him my brain is quite a mess I have never known that skill I stack things up in piles at best Crowding desks and…

Life in Kansas City

Bright city lights Crowded downtown streets Blank stares of strangers Looking right past me Few know my name Unlike back at home A town so small It’s hard to feel on your own Though I miss the stars And the rolling hills were pretty I could not go back after knowing Life in Kansas City…