Suffer with me
Suffer with we
Who wrote our names in pain
And rose again
To write the word
To right the world
Suffer With Me
in Poetry, Reflections
Butter (A Poem)
in Poetry, Reflections
I’m so in love with this poem. It came to me while enjoying wonderful brunch during a layover in DC on my way to my parents home in TN for Thanksgiving. I had a plate of sensational pancakes topped with butter. It brought back wonderful memories that I wanted to capture in a poem.
Read MoreSorrow's Song
in Poetry, Reflections
Pain, death, loss, grief. The weight of them all has born down on me with seemingly unrelenting force as of late. My brain tries to reconcile the unreconcilable and comprehend the incomprehensible. Where cognition fails, spirit speaks. The poem below is for all who have known sorrow.
Read MoreFloor Space
in Reflections, Poetry
This is your chance
Speak up
Go ahead
Say something
You’re so quiet
We want to hear
Your voice
What are
Your thoughts
What is
Your feedback
The floor
Is yours
Invasion of the Army Ants: Reflections on Resilience
It sounded like the crinkling of paper or the pitter-patter of rainfall. The staccato nature of the noise was just broken enough to disrupt my REM cycle. My eyes opened slowly and I groggily rolled over on my twin mattress trying to make out shapes and shadows in the dark.
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