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rest

The path my bare feet wander on, has been laid before me, the unspoken invitation requests that I wander a while. and so, I must, and I will My eyes...

Snow

Pause, Be dusted with fresh snow falling from Branches that hold the sky back Or like a curtain, perhaps pulling back, Holding me in cradling the wonder for me to...

Salad with prosciutto wrapped goat cheese and shallots

Little Presents Salad

I had a dream where goat cheese, crispy shallots, and prosciutto were combined like little presents in a salad, plopped and delightfully scattered, even a bit messy, mingling with smoky...

piano

Piano pretty pretty pretty Broken Out of tune In tune Together Is this even together!? Chaos embraces intention the seventh chord There it is the one...

Don’t tell me how to feel

don’t tell me how to feel today I get to land on flower petals i plan to stay here for a moment last night i screamed in a dream, or...

Picked

Life expectancy of a flower: It depends. You keep growing if you’re not picked. Honeybees land on you to rest, scooping up pollen to share. You keep spreading and multiplying...

Do you see yourself, within the Flowers?

I believe we all emulate flowers, and see each of us within them. Flowers we find along the riverbanks, in open fields. Flowers that grow in cracks along the sidewalks...

Ginkgo

Ginkgo I followed the breeze the quivering of grace Ginkgo, ginkgo I sing and hear the wind echo let go, let go I trace my hands over the trunk Imagining...

Butterfly, can you turn back into a caterpillar?

Is it possible for a butterfly to turn back into a caterpillar? Is it possible to go back to our squishy bodies, before we evolved toward something most people value...

a response to self

A response to self is a poem I wrote of belonging within oneself. A prayer of sorts, these small words, perhaps said out loud as a whisper, are words I...