Homesick for unopened boxes packed in a rush before the next storm would surely come Covering roads leading out, preferably, permanently south It's been cold here too long Like their hair in old pictures I didn't mind the recurring memory of him pushing her head through the wall until hearing confirmation that it hadn't been…Read more Pry
recovery
Balancé
Waltz, two three Balancé Between extreme polarities Screaming right and wrong A little of this or that A soundless, graceful shift from here to there Set to ancient music Disturbed By condemnation of discernment The I in ignorance Fearing to lose that which cannot be lost Temporally misplaced Where have I put them? Where could…Read more Balancé
With Love
Look with Love and See Listen with Love and Hear Feel with Love and Be ~ I promise to expand on these thoughts soon but for today just wanted to put a little love in your heart and say thanks for all the love you've put in my heart this year. Isn't writing the best?…Read more With Love
Whittle
Chip, chop, chisel Strip away Uncover Are we there yet? What do you make of me? What am I allowed to control? Barking splinters with a thunking axe Strike, hammer, divide Block, pound and sever Years of growth reduced to kindling Unkind scraps Hold a smoldering spark clinging to dryer lint I'm freezing to death! …Read more Whittle
Amas Veritas
God said, what you're doing wrong is simple. You think you're all alone. You think you're separate from everyone else... I'll give you a solution in three sentences that'll change your life. I said great, what is it? He said, you're one with everyone. There's no one who is separate from you. What you do…Read more Amas Veritas
Cosmic Punchline
Cosmic punchline. Which came first the hurt or the healing? One of the more helpful realizations in trauma recovery was asking who hurt the person who hurt. If we trace human history all the way back to its beginning there is indeed, a punch-line. Sometimes our history looks a little like an eternal…Read more Cosmic Punchline
Me Too
Can't stop researching this week. Since I have to work at a tolerably distressing day job (for which I'm humbly grateful) there never seems to be enough time to finish complete, well rounded thoughts, let alone write whole posts. But this one's persistent. I'm obeying the voices, sitting in my car in front of the…Read more Me Too
Leap
Privy points of view Secure ledges A flying buttress Soaring higher than required effortless, easy So sharp, crisp, unfuctwith Casual confidence, pairs well with pressed slack, Breathing room The kind unavailable in a single unit A chipper pep talk, peppered with Advice You've never had to swallow Listen to the expert tell you about…Read more Leap
Night and Day
When people don't have skills to manage distressing realities they sometimes assuage discomfort through diminishing, repetitious proclamations; like commercials advertising products you don't need. It was often contradictory accusations like shut up, I can't hear you. Stop trying so hard, lazy. You need to do a little soul searching. Oh fa' gods sake,…Read more Night and Day
Writing on a Wall
Walk the burning street and live there. Unlikely alternatives forcing you to peel off sticky labels conveniently slapped where understanding wants to be. You don't know me. You don't know mine. No need for explanations. Chin up buttercup. You got this. * Resilience counts as a blessing for sure. For more poetic blessings head over…Read more Writing on a Wall
Born in Providence 