perfect storms abound
inside fear-filled days for him
prayers bring blessed healing
Daily Goal
April 26, 2011 – Nightmares, Inhalers and Phonecalls
lost underwater
I cannot reach you in time
night fears invade day
frozen vocal cords
betray an illusive grasp
breathing aids vital
sing-song melody
zip trip zig zag zoom-time gone
bus wheels flash brake point
watershed blooms fresh
wild flowers on horizon
love entwines full hearts
April 25, 2011 – Blurry Lines Jumping Frames
No matter how hard I (consciously or subconsciously) try, I am unable to compartmentalize my life into colorfully, albeit neatly sealed Tupperware containers.
I burp and I reseal, burp and reseal – to no avail.
Home seeps into work seeps into writing seeps into relationships seeps into reality seeps into dreams seeps into logic seeps into chaos seeps into me.
All of our lives are so full.