You're still alive // but you're fading fast // it's because you can't walk // that you'll never wear them again.
These Pants Were Made for Walking
Thine Own Self
I'm here, just like you, but you're not like me // You're part me, and mostly yourself // I know I speak in riddles but it's because there's one hidden here: To thine own self be true.
Knowing
Is there a knowing, I don't know? // To know in my bones // To erase all doubt // To forge a path, with the confidence // That what I know, is right.
Wasted
Tick, tock, goes the clock // Paying no attention to my pleas // That it should do a somersault // Curl up into itself // Finally find some rest.
Smile!
I didn't want to, but I did // Held it, held it - yes, that's it! - until it faded // When it went, no one missed it // but me.
On the Lake
I saw him, you say // I saw him drown // but I didn't turn around. // While this sinks to the bottom of my mind // I watch you. // What good can come of this?
This Soil of Mine
There's something here, out there // Something here, of mine // For someone who didn't belong // a place there was, for me.
Cravings
There's something I can't say // Something bothering my mind // Where's this going? it asks // Churns, burns, turns in circles.
Dear Life
If we could change one thing We wouldn't change a thing This winding, thorny, snaking path led us home, and here. I'm here, it whispers Feel me, stroke me, see me There's nothing I won't be for you You're the master, the commander and I shape-shift to your will. Be the change Feel the love... Continue Reading →
The Great Freeze
There's peace here // Rest that resets bones // Silence that soothes // Frozen grass that crackle underfoot as I walk towards my dawn. // I used to liken a freeze to death // Years have made me wiser.
On Mama's Mind 