As showers fall on the streets of London this morning, there is a definite sense of relief in the air. No piercing sunshine present, only thick clouds to bring in the day. Which indeed brings about an obvious different feel to the usual rays of sunshine on an Easter Sunday morning. It’s funny how we […]Read More That We May Have Life…(An Easter Wish)
I figured once that love existed only outside of me. That love only existed for the purpose of giving it, showing it, to another. I hadn’t thought about me. I figured. That my ability to love existed only in an external form. I looked forward to receiving something that I had yet to offer myself. […]Read More A Love Figured (Just For Me)
Frustrated that I don’t have it ….but quite turned off by the thought of having it… Questioning whether I’ve ever had it at all But perhaps I’m just trying to avoid another fall – An empty love – A broken ”us” Because I loved him Or at least I thought I did And it didn’t […]Read More Never Fall In Love
I’m wondering have you ever…. I’m wondering have you ever…. Have you ever? (Be careful with those premature conclusions… …Those mismatched solutions) I’m wondering…. Have you ever caught yourself day dreaming? Your eyes glistening from the thoughts making your heart miss him? What a sin! You can’t believe he’s not your “here and now”… Been […]Read More Day Dreaming – But I Don’t Miss You!
Internally I drink So that whether or not you water me from one day to the next I will remain quenched Thirst taught me that. Internally I seek, so that whatever it is I may find, won’t leave if you decide to Loss taught me that. Internally I heal so that whether or not you […]Read More Never Too Deep…
When my heart grew too weak to beat for itself, you massaged the life back into me; You were the pulse that I needed. When my soul grew too heavy for my bones to manage, you carried me; You were my feet, you walked the walk for me….My energy….. You were the breath that I […]Read More You Were…..
If fear was a man I’d tell him, “You can’t paint me over!” If betrayal was a friend I’d remind her, “You can’t paint me over!!!” Simply meaning, “You may want me to be, what “you” want me to be BUT, you can’t paint me over!” But the question I have is, who am I […]Read More A Journey Of Identity