A life of love she lacked riddled with turmoil, pain and unhappiness A decision she made to heal learned empathy, compassion and self love Now she is rooted in love
Category: Miscellaneous
James
He loves taquitos and dancing with me in the moonlight, holding hands, playing with my hair, tender kisses and blasting music while cooking, rubbing my chest when I’m not feeling good and making things with his own two hands. He hates the feeling of…
eight
“I hated waking up, not remembering what had happened to me.” I was chatting with my therapist about my experiences with electroconvulsive therapy. Shock treatments. I was explaining why ECT felt like I was being re-traumatized with every induced seizure of my brain. My therapist…
Slower Times
Old times were the very best Cornfields, and barns with hens That gave our breakfast, fresh; Life was simpler then. The water well was ready To fill the pitcher full. The stream was full of frogs That croaked and senses lulled. Lightening bugs…
Good Afternoon Catfish
Good afternoon catfish, surely you must’ve slept late cause you didn’t touch a single thing I put on your breakfast plate I threw it right at you, right in your bed a mouthful at a time But you didn’t take any of it and that…
Haiku Time
My head is pounding I need to drink more water Adulting is hard
Prompt 9: round
digging in the ground ancientlings to roots are bound one eternal round
Resurrection
Hour 7 Resurrection The landscape’s bleak if you see it that way. Guess that’s why everyone’s leavin’. Nah, it’s mostly cause there ain’t no jobs and I guess the kids just want somethin’ else. I hear Walmart’s gonna put in a…
Prompt 9, Hour 7
tomorrow is a party _________________ thank you for your un- assuming tune, your quiet reminder that even during droughts of humanity there are epiphytes – coiled in their nests, waiting; biding putrid seasons to become robust again. and when we come once more to spring…
Good times
A cool breeze Guitar in the distance and friends gathered round Softly talking and laughing About high school. Sitting on the old wooden porch Looking out at the tobacco fields A dog in the distance sounding off in the heat of a chase, He just…