Your trash washes up on my shores
As the night rises
I walk the dark shoreline alone
Head down, hands in my pockets
Category Archives: Original Poetry
Which Tongue (360/365)
Would that I could see with the eyes of God
Gazing out over infinity
Maybe then I would know the right words to say
To get what I need from you
When you speak with Time's tongue
The words land more gentle
My instinct is fear
And speaking in arrows
The question is clear
How long will I love him?
The answer is sealed with each crafted word
Informed by Freedom (359/365)
What feels most freeing
Or least constricting?
What opens doors
And what burns bridges
What gives you options
And what makes you stuck
What makes your heart grow
And what shuts you down
What gives them wings
And what weighs them down
Follow your bliss on that yellow brick road
Do it with courage, brains, and flow
Advice (358/365)
If you can't seem to do anything right
Be kind and respectful
It works every time
Surprise (357/365)
The best birthdays
Contain surprises
Commemorating the moment
You first opened
Your eyes in this world
Blessed (356/365)
Blessed are the peacemakers
The bridges
That allow us to meet
Blessed are the friends
Who get you through it
Though they may be gone tomorrow
Blessed are the moments
We ushered in love
When no one was deserving
Despicable (355/365)
Why are you wasting my time?
Love Stinks (354/365)
Love that strong is a blinding light
When you're just waking up
A righteous nuisance
The status quo
Fits like an old shoe
We are
Creatures of habit
When misery is good company
And faith and hope are miles away
Reluctantly Patient (353/365)
Becoming aware of my shape-shifting
Reactions to unpleasantries
I'm trying to plug in
To the real fears, the inefficiencies
That push up into my foundations
Like stink weeds
Knowing there's a baby in that bathwater
I play the mom for now
Mommy viper, coiled and perched
Sweet Fury (352/365)
Ask yourself this question
What do you want from me?
What if it's not enough?
If I'm a candy waterfall
And you wanna lose weight
I can't throw skittles at you
Or harass you with starburst
My love is a song on a stage
But you're not even in the building