Sept 1

September 2, 2017 § 2 Comments

for the start…

the sense of heart

is best kept, not within, 

but without, aloud,

when we’re born we can’t speak

but we sense, we share, 

perhaps, when we find our voice

do we forget how to feel? sense? care? 

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verse

May 23, 2014 § 2 Comments

don’t downsize your joy
or diminish your depth
you only see the world
in the way you were meant to

skyward

May 23, 2014 § 3 Comments

I’m not sure if it was the way the clouds floated
carefree and aimless, like they could drift nowhere forever,
or the way the sky welcomed a mural of light,
even in the darkness and through such an impossible distance,
or if it was that gravity always seemed too far away
to ever actually catch me in its pull,
all I know is that once I looked up and saw the sky,
I was never able to look away

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