Musings, Poetry, Words

Ache

there are nights

i feel everything so deeply 

beauty, love, loss and sadness 

and my soul wells up and pours itself out through my eyes 

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Love, Musings, Poetry, Words

A Short Story

“You are like a dancing dream, full of bright lights and colors and explosion. I could watch you all day and when you speak I never want to stop listening. You make me fall in love without even trying, and you don’t even know it.” 

I wrote this ages ago. I never share little pieces like in the moment – it feels too vulnerable. But when it has all passed and when my heart has settled.. the stories become easier to tell. 

He made such a mark on my heart. It was a very brief and fragile time, but I catch myself missing it every single day. 

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Love, Musings, Poetry

Wishful Thinking

Coffee, hope, poetry. I don’t know if I’d read it somewhere, but these three words keep ringing wistfully in my head lately. Perhaps it is because they are representative of the things that tug at my heart the most in this life. Oh would we all be so lucky to have our days filled with drawn out coffee conversations, quiet hope and beautiful poetry that makes sense of it all. What else could one ask for. Perhaps it is the simplest things that mean the most after all. 

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Musings, Poetry, Process, Words

Once Upon A Dream 

So much has changed in (a little more than) a year

So much has happened 

So much has shifted and broken within my heart 

I started on this road naive and believing

Stumbled a lot along the way

Lost so much 

And learned even more.

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Knowing what I know now

I wish I could do it all over again

I would have done so much better.

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Mercy, mercy. 

Mercy, erase it all

Mercy, please let me start new. 

Home is where you are

Won’t you come and call me back?

Whisper tenderly to this heart 

“I’m on my way 

It’s not too late 

You’re never too far gone

Wait for me

I will come for you I promise 

And it will all be worth it.” 

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Mercy. Mercy. 

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