When the weight of the air is too heavy to breathe, The energy in the room too thick, Close your eyes, find the pages of your book that take you to a happy space. Where the air is just the right pressure, The energy, just the right embrace. ~A
Category Archives: writing
Thrown
A stone is thrown The die is cast Your cards are dealt Fate is sealed Signed Stamped Delivered. A stone is thrown The water ripples, ever changing Never the same Because a stone is thrown in the pool of fate. ~A
A glimpse of heaven
A glimpse of heaven I’ve seen In the eyes of my children a gleam A glimpse of heaven There it was Where love was the cause A glimpse of heaven in dream The most beautiful stars have ever been A glimpse of heaven within a touch I’m afraid now, that may be too much. AContinue reading “A glimpse of heaven”
I don’t have a title for this one.
I just want to scream, to let out every ounce of anger out. I want to pack shit and leave, my mind is already packed and ready for vacation. But I won’t. I stand my ground, I stay calm and cool. Be a positive example. It almost left a couple weeks ago, or so IContinue reading “I don’t have a title for this one.”
Come on in
Night beckons me to sleep, The mixed emotions of dreams that await me are unknown Will it be fear, anxiety, anger, or the faint longing of a passing by? Last night was anxiety, unease, feeling impressed, and then being ignored. Wishing for just one glimpse of a gaze, An acknowledgment of my existence. Reality isContinue reading “Come on in”
The Perfect poem
It seems like many strive to be “perfect” Nothing out of place or order. But what if your version of perfect, is different than mine? Is it no longer perfection? Maybe then, perfection does not truly exist. ~A
Warm rain
Sometimes On very special days, Beautiful drops of shimmering gold fall from the sky. The sun shining through the clouds, illuminating the rain Warm amber melting from the heavens The stunning scene leaving a lasting image in my memory, a permanent bliss to my soul. ~A
The book
Another universe Another time. The words on these pages take me somewhere sublime. — Imagination run wild, A shelf of dreams we’ve compiled. — The sounds of turning thoughts between fingers, The smell of a world within your hands. The feelings linger, With the image of distant lands. ~A
If Forever
If forever is real, Where is it? Can you feel it? Is it seen or heard? If forever is real, What is it? Can you go there? Is it nice? Maybe Forever is real, And maybe Forever will be kind. ~A
Petals to flowers
Watching your children achieve milestones is such a fantastic feeling, Watching your child who couldn’t communicate, use a device and tell you he loves you for the first time, brings you to tears. And hearing their sweet voice say a new word for what he needs… is beyond amazing. Being a mother brings on anContinue reading “Petals to flowers”
Ink & Embers 