Tag: Poetry
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Today I am slowing down
Slowing down looks like holding space for myself. It looks like honouring the fact that I made a massive breakthrough and that I deserve to rest. It looks like slowing down and attending to my own needs. It looks like sitting at a picnic table with the cool undertones of a September breeze, listening to…
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Today, I had to drive myself somewhere that reminds me life is worth living.
Today was a wild emotional overload and I don’t know if it was because of you or not. Today, I think perhaps you were just the match that lit a fuse already set to blow. Today was the first time I thought of how I would do it. Today, I had to drive myself somewhere…
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Open doors
I am a lover of life, a romanticizer, a dreamer.. and yet, lately I feel lost. I have always tried to walk with strength, to meet storms with grace,to carry every battle alone and pretend the weight was feather-light. In the past, I reached for help – to family, friends, the person I loved.But their…
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I am Afraid
I am apprehensive of how today will go. I know in my mind that I am safe, I am surrounded by those who will stand beside me if I need it. And yet, this fear has me in a choke hold, stealing the breathe from my lungs. I am afraid. I am afraid of what…
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Dissonance
I am feeling dissonance within myself today, and I have been struggling to identify what is truly going on in my mind. There is this static, where my feelings and thoughts jumble. I am a verbal processor, which usually means I need to discuss the same things repeatedly to fully understand them myself. This is…
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Saturday morning thoughts
There is a level of serenity you find when you embrace your depth as a beautiful thing, when you are no longer afraid that others will drown in the ocean of your soul. When you accept that you are overflowing with richness, connect to your spirituality on a cosmic level and truly open your eyes…
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Lost wishes
My little dandelion seedYou were my wishAnd for the briefest moment, you came trueBut just as fast as you came, You drifted away on the breeze. My little flower that will never bloomWith tiny hands I will never holdA laugh I never heardSmiles I will never seeCries I will never get to soothe My little…
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Heartwood
He was an oak,With deep roots,And mighty branches. Everyone looked at him to bear their weight. The pressure causing fissures, excavating his trunk. Cavities opened, exposing his heartwood. They took advantage of his tenderness beneath the barkEating away at him Hollowing him out and making a home in the shell of this treeSap seeping out…
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Thornbound
I was running, not just moving,but free.Each step a soft rebellion,each breath a bloom.I was flying through the field of my dream life.And then,I fell.Hard.I didn’t yet know what I had lost.Only that something inside me tore.That’s when the vines began to grow.Thin at first.Just a whisper around the knee,a murmur inside my mind.When the…
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When Fire met Earth
She came burning. Not a flicker or spark, but an unapologetic blaze. The kind that turns shadows honest, makes cowards retreat, leaves no room for pretending. She arrived in flame and fury, all righteous heat and sharp-tongued loyalty. The kind of fire that would fight for you before you even knew you needed defending. She…
The Art of Holding 