Today. Begin.
Everything
You’ve worked for
Imagined
Dreamt
Longed after
Mourned
Today. Now.
Whatever
You had pictured
Envisioned
Slept on
Chased after
Sorrowed for
This day. Stop.
Whoever
You’ve projected
Pretended
Posed as
Run from
Scorned
Today. Just live.
What are you still running from?
Waiting for?
This is not a test.
You will not be graded.
Just be.
Posts Tagged ‘Broken’
Just Be
Posted in Poetry, tagged Broken, Broken Spirit, dreams, heartache, heartbreak, Hope, image, Longing, Loss, Notes, Passion, Personal Journey, poems, Poetry, Reflection, Regret, Remorse, Second Chances, Starting Over, Thoughts, Waiting, Wondering, Yearning on August 9, 2009 | 10 Comments »
Heartless
Posted in Lyrics, Poetry, tagged Broken, Broken Spirit, Darkness, Depression, Emptiness, fear, heartache, heartbreak, Heartless, Insomnia, Loss, memories, Nightmares, pain, Phobia, poems, Poetry, PTSD, Regret, shadows, Soul, terror, Trauma, Ugly on August 4, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Darkness
Calling
Darkly, Hauntingly
Darkness falls on
Broken
Holes in me
Darkness, Heartless
Wanting
Let me in
Darkness, Darkness
Darkness
Let me be
Darkness
Taunts me
Tells me ugly
Things
Darkness
Speaks to
Remembered emptiness
Darkness
Whispers
Darkness
Screams
Heartless Darkness
Darkness
Never leaves
Darkness
Watching
Darkness
Always sees
Darkness
Falls on
Broken
Holes in me
Darkness, Heartless
Ever following
Darkness, Darkness
Always
Part of me
Tough
Posted in Musings, Prose, tagged Broken, broken heart, Broken Spirit, Compassion, Courage, Darkness, Despair, Determination, Empathy, Encouragement, Friendship, Grief, healing, heartache, heartbreak, Hope, Loss, Love, Loyalty, pain, Personal, Personal Journey, Reflection, Sorrow, Strangers, Thoughts, Tough Love, truth, Will To Live on May 21, 2009 | 5 Comments »
Tough Love.
I know what it means. I know how it feels. I know sometimes you have to care enough to give it.
But it’s tough, tough love. And it hurts too.
What kind of friend am I? Am I the kind of friend who stands by, longing for you to find your way, wanting to give only [...]
Neighbors
Posted in Poetry, tagged Acceptance, Bitterness, Broken, Broken Spirit, Darkness, forgiveness, Grief, Guilt, Guns, heartache, heartbreak, High Desert, Hospitality, Loss, Manipulation, Neighbors, Peace, Personal Journey, poems, Poetry, Reflection, Sorrow, Suicide, Thoughts, Winter on May 15, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Frozen stiff
Not a figure of speech
In high desert winter
They found you
Not so hidden
But already far away
Victim of
Unrelenting bitterness
She handed that gun right over to you
Hospitable old gal
Gracious when you claimed
He’d offered to lend it
She hates to think of it now
Knowing she helped you
In ways she would never
Knowing she was
Unknowingly
Bidden
This country asks
That you not ask
Too [...]
My Heart
Posted in Musings, tagged Broken, Broken Spirit, Grief, heart, heartache, heartbreak, Logic, Loneliness, Longing, Loss, Love, Musings, Passion, Peace, perception, Personal, Personal Journey, Reality, Reflection, Soul, Thoughts, truth on May 12, 2009 | 1 Comment »
What makes sense?
Nothing makes sense, in a way.
Like many, I sift, process, sort. Matching what I knew and believed with all my heart, against the stark facts of reality shown me.
Against my Heart.
My heart against my Heart?
No, not against the heart I knew and which had lead me all my life. Not the one that [...]
Do I Forgive You?
Posted in Poetry, tagged abuse, Agony, betrayal, Broken, Broken Spirit, Child Abuse, Darkness, Death, fear, forgiveness, Hate, heartache, heartbreak, Hell, Love, memories, Peace, Personal Journey, Poem, poems, Poetry, predator, redemption, Reflection, Soul on May 12, 2009 | 10 Comments »
Do I forgive you?
Do I?
Do I really?
Hate you
I loved you
I wished you dead
A little girl
I knew even then
Shocked into knowing
Nothing would stop you
Only the ash and dust
You finally became
Dead
You are dead
So many years now
Hate you
Loved you
Wished you dead
When I heard
Satisfaction
Did not come
Instead
I saw you
Lifted
I saw you
Clean
And whole
Free
I sent my wish
Of redemption
Up
I did not look
To the [...]
Cottonwoods
Posted in Musings, Poetry, tagged Beauty, Broken, Broken Spirit, Musings, Nature, Peace, Personal Journey, poems, Poetry, Reflection, Resilience, Thoughts, Waiting on March 29, 2009 | 4 Comments »
Cottonwoods
Rain blossoms
Suddenly pouring
So heavily I worry
These gray angels
Have made a plan
Whisperings
In the wind
Talk about cold
Still coming to pass
They lay down blankets
Of faded flowers
Bending in sway
To winds command
Resilient, graceful
They sometimes snap
Losing limbs, tops
These angels in gray
So Long
Posted in Poetry, tagged betrayal, Broken, Broken Spirit, Despair, dreams, forgiveness, Grief, heartache, heartbreak, humor, Journal, Loneliness, Long Term Relationship, Longing, Loss, Lost, Love, memories, memory, pain, Passion, Personal Journey, poems, Poetry, Reflection, Secrets, Sorrow, Soul, Thoughts, truth, Wondering, Writing on March 12, 2009 | 7 Comments »
I’ve lost you
I think for good this time
I’ve lost you again
I’ve just now realized
How much I need you here
I’ve looked everywhere
I’ve tried everything
And I can’t replace you
I’ve pleaded time
And time again
But you aren’t coming back
I guess now it’s up to you
Or fate
Or the stars
Nothing I say
Seems to penetrate
Your stubborn heart
You’ve strayed
And nothing I can do
Will [...]
Sacred Salt
Posted in Poetry, tagged Agony, Angst, Bird Food, Broken, Broken Spirit, comeuppance, Darkness, Despair, Destruction, discernment, Endings, Food Chain, Full Circle, Garden, judgement, Justice, Liar, pain, Pest, Pity, poems, Poetry, predator, Protection, redemption, Reflection, Sacred, Salt, Scavenger, Soul, Thoughts, Torment, Tough, truth on March 11, 2009 | 3 Comments »
His soul
Almost transparent now
The dregs
Squirming at sunlight
Foaming and withered
To a stain
In the salt of truth
She doused it with
It lay
Wheedling
Convincing and in moments
Even pitiable
Such agony
No one could inflict
Such pain
Such cruelty
No one would wish
This torment
Still
She is making a circle
His soul
Almost aware now
Writhes
Lifts
Sensing destruction
Darkens
Opens wide
And hisses
She turns away and smacks
With her shovel
And throws it to the [...]
Imposter Complex
Posted in Musings, Prose, tagged addiction, Alcoholism, Beauty, Broken, Broken Spirit, Dope, heartache, heartbreak, Homeless Teen, Homelessness, Imposter, Imposter Complex, Loneliness, Longing, Loss, memories, memory, perception, Personal Journey, The Devil You Know on March 5, 2009 | 4 Comments »
My wickedly brilliant friend Maxine told me I have Imposter Complex.
“What’s that?” I asked.
“Oh, you know…the thing that makes you say, “I’m not a REAL writer [landscape designer/artist/musician/adult/Mother/fill-in-the-blank] because I lack the proper credentials [education/formal training/degree/piece of paper/recognition/circumstances] to tell me I am, to tell everyone I am, and when people find out, I will [...]
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