Steff: Andie, you’re a bitch. (From “Pretty in Pink”)Bitchin’ Now and only now, after all this time I understand how the other half of the world lives. Do I remember what it was like at the peak of my depression? Or my inability to leave the house ravished by anxiety? Barely. How fitting to turn…
* Oh! to find relaxation. Get lost amidst the Monhegan sea air. I once honored the rapt attention of the island’s evening. Witnessed the homeward gulls, floating above. Shhhh! i warned them. I desired the whispered stories unfolding below the ocean waves. I witnessed their goodbyes descend upon my eyes. Their limelight emitted farewell and…
Weekly Photo Challenge Another person doing his thankless job and keeping all safe on the slick Chicago streets. This post is for those who do their job, not knowing who is noticing their hard work, “Thank you!”
With every poem i read -I confuse myself. Diving in deep. All of you -bare. Stripped of all pretense. An endless scrolling viridian ribbon -you share willingly. Extravagantly. I breathe you in. Afraid to move. Grasp the ribbon tightly. A promise to never let go.
Ascend I would love to know what squirrels think, when they see a person walk by, who suddenly stops when they hear their chatter above; stop, dig, reach in, snap, stare and stare and stare. Move along… For any length of time, no doubt, that squirrel is surveying an escape route. But you must question…
chambers in this body deeper chambers to go capture my soul, floating feathers -travel to your world in hopes you rescue dreams and return
This is truly a heartfelt post. Why? You!!! I never could have imagined sitting here nine years ago. I could barely talk. Was I saying any thing? Perhaps in my eyes you would have seen the pain. I welcomed death. I contemplated suicide. After a year of therapy, my confidante encouraged me to reach out.…
It’s Monday. Good and evil, heat and cold, hungry and fed, naked and clothed. Some are blessed, others damned. Keep innocence, tucked away for difficult times. Tap into that energy to survive defeat. Monday arrives and goes around. Look up and breathe. Forget, reconcile and face tomorrow. Surpass and let smiles outweigh frowns. The sun…
Time Slowly disappears and reappears in a different view Outside the lines I venture out and explore Do I dare?
Children smile at everything. They bounce back ready to tackle a new day. I too smile at today. I hope the day will smile back. That is faith. Rainbows are not frowns, it is that we are upside down! Our thoughts are topsy–turvy from the blanketing rain, covering our head with shields of cloth, to…
