I
need
you
to
find
your
strength,
It's
there
somewhere
deep,
It's
okay
to
be
afraid,
But
I
need
you
to
be
brave.
Waiting for You
#parenthood,
I
could
call
you
Clementine,
I
recognized
your
eyes,
Someone
I
could
never
erase,
Familiar
like
a
past
life.
You're Mine
#love,
We'll
pick
apart
these
wounds,
Ones
that
never
truly
healed,
Stitches
on
stitches,
I'll
sew
these
limbs
back
onto
you.
Won't Let You Fall Apart
#love,
Now
you've
thinned
the
veil,
Moved
Earth
and
heaven
close
enough,
So
close
the
light
is
blinding,
A
million
volts
crackling,
Precious Delivery
#childbirth, #parenthood,
I
see
that
too
bright
future
still
ahead,
Hanging
up
there
just
out
of
reach,
A
too-ripe
fruit
rotting
on
the
tree.
Too Bright Future
#struggle, #aspirations,
Just
keep
whispering,
All
together
a
scream,
A
thousand
silent
swings,
Still
fells
the
sturdiest
tree.
Little Messes
#love, #struggle,
Latest Poems
Waiting for You
May 11, 2024
parenthood
I need you to find your strength,
It's there somewhere deep,
It's okay to be afraid,
But I need you to be brave.
It's there somewhere deep,
It's okay to be afraid,
But I need you to be brave.
You're Mine
January 20, 2024
love
I could call you Clementine,
I recognized your eyes,
Someone I could never erase,
Familiar like a past life.
I recognized your eyes,
Someone I could never erase,
Familiar like a past life.
Won't Let You Fall Apart
January 20, 2024
love
We'll pick apart these wounds,
Ones that never truly healed,
Stitches on stitches,
I'll sew these limbs back onto you.
Ones that never truly healed,
Stitches on stitches,
I'll sew these limbs back onto you.
Precious Delivery
April 28, 2023
childbirth, parenthood
Now you've thinned the veil,
Moved Earth and heaven close enough,
So close the light is blinding,
A million volts crackling,
Moved Earth and heaven close enough,
So close the light is blinding,
A million volts crackling,
Too Bright Future
April 3, 2021
struggle, aspirations
I see that too bright future still ahead,
Hanging up there just out of reach,
A too-ripe fruit rotting on the tree.
Hanging up there just out of reach,
A too-ripe fruit rotting on the tree.
Little Messes
April 2, 2021
love, struggle
Just keep whispering,
All together a scream,
A thousand silent swings,
Still fells the sturdiest tree.
All together a scream,
A thousand silent swings,
Still fells the sturdiest tree.