Tag: Love

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  Clarity

  Perched high above common thought My mind soars as a bird For so long I was worried about what was not Never saying a word What was, what is, what will be matters no more For I have opened an uncloseable door These sky high rocks open my eyes  I feel as though, for the…

  July 23, 2016

  · Through Poetry

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  What (is) Home?

  Subjective is the idea of home. Is it the place we abide?

  July 22, 2016

  · Through Poetry

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  Mid-Week Motivator: Who Are You Trusting In?

  My heart is heavy. It’s sorrowful, rather.

  July 21, 2016

  · Thoughts From the Storm

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  Can I Be Honest?

  I need to be real. I’m wrestling with my soul today. Actually, I’ve been wrestling with my soul for a long time. I want to give in. I want to wave that white flag. I want to run. I want to let my anxiety take over, to have its way. This doesn’t feel right. This doesn’t feel good. In…

  July 16, 2016

  · Thoughts From the Storm

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  Awaken

  Somewhere from within my distorted perspective I hear a small, faint voice bringing me out of my sleep Distant yet near; I want to run, I want to leave, but I have been shackled here Yet the still, small, faint voice beckons me continuously Oh, to be free; I believe there to be a way…

  July 15, 2016

  · Through Poetry