close your eyes and feel. heart aching, stomach churning, gut screaming. this is not your path.
Category: poetry
I’ve heard Vogons are better at this.
miracles
a new leaf appears vultures spreading their wings in the sun tiny lizards flee giant feet poignant twinge of an old wound never quite healed sun on your face in winter's chill breath awareness into each miracle
alone
curled into myself surely i am safe this way so very alone
dusk
sky growing darker
as the sun goes to his rest
and i think of you
feline
you gaze with green eyes opening your mouth you yawn meowing your demand
welcome
i open my heart please do come inside my friend all are welcome here
moment
on the cusp of change see the wind rippling grass stand in the moment
bradford pear
trees covered in white
teasing and tempting the sun
come and play with me

vibrant
welcome to the spring
vibrant colors everywhere
inviting you out

waking
waking from slumber
trees abounding with blossoms
so the seasons pass

star stuff
wish upon a star
harmony for each of us
all of us are one

feeling
unfamiliar who am i to understand how i am feeling