Friday, April 28, 2017

Battling Plagiarists:


We all search for meaning in our own climates.

Some of us require the solitude of a silent night
while others need the beautiful chaos of coffee shops
and train stations. Light and shadow play into our visions
like Hope and Despair battle for our attention-
each and every day.

We all search for meaning in our own ways-

I just hope your inspiration is a muse more glorious
than I could be for you. Speaking of that,
I've gone on to be someone else's muse -
all grown up and long since moved on,
what brought you here anyway?

We all search for meaning in our own form-

so do be careful taking your words from another
like you loved doing to me. 

Wednesday, April 26, 2017

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

Eternally Grateful


There is strength in knowing how to create your own power...

"By experiencing things you do not want more of you are able
to express desire for those that you do hope for. Like shooting
fireworks into the sky fueled by nothing more than want,"
explained my mom as we sat cross legged on my teal bed
each of us holding a stuffed animal in our shaking arms.

She was trying to teach me that the only way to get out
of our terrifying habits was to decide that we wanted change.
There is strength in knowing how to create your own power
and even though I'm not thrilled with where I'm at right now
I'm grateful she's here still - to help me hold on to hope

that better days could be just around the corner. There are
so many aspects of my daily life that I wish could change,
and looking back on similar situations all I can see is us
chatting in my room with No Doubt and Tori Amos
cheering us on in the background. I will be happy. Soon.

There is strength waiting for me to regain it.

I know how to create my own power.

Doesn't everyone?

Monday, April 24, 2017

Artificial Sunlight is Still Beautiful


If all you've had lately are dark cloudy days and long nights doing things you have to do instead of the things you want to do, then it is not selfish (not even a tiny bit) to take some time away from all of that and just enjoy yourself. Because sometimes in a month or week or however long of bad days, you really just need one to be good. Better than good. Fantastic.

And you have worked yourself to the bone for far too long not to deserve one of those Fantastic days. Today or tomorrow. Sometime Soon. 

Saturday, April 22, 2017

It's a Long Way to the Top


You're everybody's star -

or so you think you'd like to be.

But there's more to life than
going down in history.
Which is funny, 'cause that's
how you met a lot of
your friends, isn't it?

You're everybody's star -

or so you think you'd like to be.

But all that gas and flame
leaves you with more scars
than you or I could count.
And you'd rather be out there
thriving, than merely surviving.

You're everybody's star -

but really, you're just who you've gotta be. 

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

Glass Jar Daisy Chains


Darling, fairies don't live forever,
and neither do their flowery homes,
but that doesn't mean fairy dust
won't expire or fade.

There's no use trying to capture
or contain beauty
that must pass on
before finding Hope

in the arms of

a rose.

Darling, fairies don't grant wishes
and stars hardly shine,
but you're more powerful than
pollen or carbon will ever be.

Spoon Full of Sugar


Sometimes, you just have to find little ways to make whatever you've got to do a little more fun. There are endless ways to do this, you just have to find what works for you. 

Sunday, April 9, 2017

Thank the Pegans


Baby zombie Jesus smiles upon you as you conduct your Easter egg hunts for candy and stray one dollar bills. Hopefully now you realize the real purpose of the day. 

Thursday, April 6, 2017

Silly Faces and Chocolate Eggs


Maybe it's time for us to learn a thing or two from the holiday. Not necessarily about zombie Jesus or baby rabbits on the run, but more about time with people you love. Cause we all know you'll never have enough. 

Wednesday, April 5, 2017

A Breath of Fresh Air


I just hope you know that you were right when you said that everything's about to work out in your favor. We're just so sorry we couldn't have allowed for this sooner. 

Tuesday, April 4, 2017

White Roses and Black Ribbons


I won't give you flowery language
that expresses everyone feeling
Exactly the way you are now -

about the death of yet another
loved one, about the comfort
of places you swore you would
never again call home or heart.

I understand that this sorrow
is something you need to
get off your chest and out
of your poisoned veins as well.

I won't give you flowery language
about this one, but I do hope
that you feel better soon -

knowing that we are all
so sorry for your loss.

Monday, April 3, 2017

Living Sunshine


You are the reason my first thought this morning was not, "Do I have to get up?" but rather, "How do I make today just as fun as yesterday?"

Sunday, April 2, 2017

The Morning After


We all have this light oozing from our souls
and the darkness around us stops frightening
the butterflies and birds dancing around
inside of this flesh-covered bone of mine.

Now listen to me, Darling, there's nothing
wrong with me here, I'm not writing about
the emptiness or sorrow 'cause I need you
to find and send help for what's left of me -

Oh, no, I've learned from mistakes like that,
no, I'm writing this way because I let the
beers and sickly sweet martinis settle in
alongside the words in my veins. Which

normally, wouldn't be much of a problem,
except for the fact this time I couldn't find
the stars when it happened, I wasn't able to
behold the wonder and beauty of the sky -

and I think that's what's got me so thrown off
right now, Baby. I'm covered in pinpricks
instead of molds and stencils, so the light
I'm looking for, is coming out all the wrong places.

Nothing's wrong with me, Baby, really it's not,
I'm just starting to find darkness really quite hot. 

Saturday, April 1, 2017

Finally a Fruitling


And I'm gone.

That's right I said it
Spring won't kindle
my soul this year.

I refuse to be rocked
to sleep in the gentle sway
of a lavender scented breeze.

That's right, I did it
Seasonal awakenings will not
control the frequency of my tide.