You don't write because you want to say something. You write because you have something to say.
A room full of people, unknownMuch different, alikeSongs, poems, and storiesOne theme – Resistance Young children they wereA voice they hadSomething to sayAbout – Resistance She sang a songI’ve grown up singingWe shall overcomeSoon, SomedayWith – Resistance They played a tuneI’ve known the rhythmYet tears rolled downWithout – Resistance Stories were sharedFears and hopes feltTogether […]
Such is the way of life of a wise person – retiring to their inner self, in their own company. I’ve started 2019 on a questioning note, which come to think of it, makes total sense – it’s a natural response to observing. Not all that pleasant, not all I wanted. Yet good. And questioning. […]
I began to thinkwhat do I wantthis year was about finding just thatnow it’s come to closeand I’ve never felt so lost It made me thinkwhat do I wantthat’s when I started finding myself… Deep within (it really is where the answers lie)But how often do we ever start there?How often do we even look […]
What is it about feelings that they can be just as ambiguous as insinuating? Signals. Different then and now. Different every time. The look. The like. The touch. The text. The invitation. The request. The anticipation. The acceptance. The validation. The truth. I’ve been meaning to write more about feelings, you know the deeply emotional, […]
