Tag: freedom

  • Shared worlds

    Shared worlds

    Every day, I go about my business, walking a fine line between trying to stay out of other peoples business, and needing to know all their details. Every day, I have the privilege the responsibility of being trusted with private information, The inner world that sometimes hasn’t been shared with anyone else. I’ve held the…

  • The present

    The present

    Bubbles form inside, Rising to the top Simply effervescent, Until you hear a pop The energy of a toddler Effortless and free Identical to caffeine Which sometimes buoys me Ready, set, run away Into the great beyond Nothing ventured nothing lost Except lyrics to the song Life is an enigma Understood by very few I…

  • Phoenix of the deep

    Phoenix of the deep

    At first blush It was a good idea A fine plan, A jaunt across the sea But as he flew Higher into the sun The sudden realization Of damage came undone It was far too late, he plummeted into the deep Now his wings are plucked under the horizon he’ll sleep. But like the dawn…

  • Overdrive

    Overdrive

    Patience is a virtue, possess it if you can. It’s seldom found in women, And never found in men. My grandmother used to say this to me all the time, from a very early age. I’m not sure if it’s because she could see what an impatient child I was, or if she knew that…

  • Friday’s balance

    Friday’s balance

    Friday musings are always fun. The paring down and sorting into boxes of the events of the week past. It was a week full of ups and downs, but in balance, it seemed to balance. A wrinkle here and there, but nothing so earthshattering that I’ll need time to recover from, which is a luxury.…

  • White noise

    White noise

    A cacophony of sounds as loud as the sea I close my ears to the struggles around me My throat aches From words yet unsaid Truths not spoken Feelings of dread Each day another hustle Of shouts and dispair Sometimes I wonder If I even breathe air Whimpering at the noise I quiver and shake…

  • A writer’s life?

    A writer’s life?

    Monday, Monday, So good to me. It was everything I hoped it would be. I woke up and ran all by myself, with the household fast asleep until I finished. Apparently, time change meant no tiny audience watching Netflix and interrupting my (admittedly slow) treadmill exercise. And then I went to work- but this morning,…

  • The best day ever

    The best day ever

    Some days you just wake up feeling motivated. For some crazy reason, I decided I was going to drive us all to the mountains to swim at the hotel with the water slides. Now, normally when I get a hankering for family time, I finish the day wondering what the heck was wrong with me,…

  • Return to life

    Return to life

    Time flees on wings of zeros and ones Ripped from my mind one piece at a time Lights flashing incessant noise Short circuits my brain Anxiety passes, Replaced by numbness, Surreal and blurry Slave to the tube, the phone, the click Dopamine hits Trickles away, Leaves emptiness behind Suddenly I remember The sun The grass…

  • Life Education

    Life Education

    Through eyes of wonder The world walks by Growing ever wiser Innocence will die Every step is harder to take With every movement You make a mistake The sun shines again Over the bottomless seas Past the mountains And through the trees I sit on the porch As the light streams in Take a deep…