Posts Tagged: Fear

Twelve Years

For twelve years the sun has risen and the sun has set there have been twelve hot green summers turned into crisp and colorful autumns, For twelve years we have gone forward wanting to be where you have been My

Twelve Years

For twelve years the sun has risen and the sun has set there have been twelve hot green summers turned into crisp and colorful autumns, For twelve years we have gone forward wanting to be where you have been My

Reasoning

To live in simple moderation, to accept what I could have changed to look away at the sight of dysfunction or demise to fall asleep to the distraction of a screen and wake up to the rhythmic habits of my

Reasoning

To live in simple moderation, to accept what I could have changed to look away at the sight of dysfunction or demise to fall asleep to the distraction of a screen and wake up to the rhythmic habits of my

Still Intact

Let my words be large, let them overflow because my Dreams are saturated and enlightened and I need to grab on to something now The man I love told me that my emotions are compulsive but my actions are methodical,

Still Intact

Let my words be large, let them overflow because my Dreams are saturated and enlightened and I need to grab on to something now The man I love told me that my emotions are compulsive but my actions are methodical,

When the clouds roll

There are large black crows outside of my window every morning and every evening, I catch a glimpse of them swooping past out of the corner of my eye It is strange outside, humid and muggy the clouds roll over

When the clouds roll

There are large black crows outside of my window every morning and every evening, I catch a glimpse of them swooping past out of the corner of my eye It is strange outside, humid and muggy the clouds roll over

In an Effort To Be Productive

The desire to make new things gnaws at my heart when I am not moving, I try to eliminate the guilt that I feel with distractions, small batches of laundry, and random bouts of cleaning.. so, I stripped my bed

In an Effort To Be Productive

The desire to make new things gnaws at my heart when I am not moving, I try to eliminate the guilt that I feel with distractions, small batches of laundry, and random bouts of cleaning.. so, I stripped my bed

how long will it take

Oh, how quickly we whine at the faintest resemblance of discomfort when we are inconvenienced or set back How eagerly dissatisfaction sets in our brow when we are told we cannot have What we believe should be ours And how

how long will it take

Oh, how quickly we whine at the faintest resemblance of discomfort when we are inconvenienced or set back How eagerly dissatisfaction sets in our brow when we are told we cannot have What we believe should be ours And how

patient stanzas

I’m thinking it shouldn’t be this easy, that you or I should say something wrong that the morning should turn to afternoon, and with the evening conflict will come I’m feeling it shouldn’t be enough, but I’m left wanting more

patient stanzas

I’m thinking it shouldn’t be this easy, that you or I should say something wrong that the morning should turn to afternoon, and with the evening conflict will come I’m feeling it shouldn’t be enough, but I’m left wanting more

Sought Out

My voice rings back, as I say that I am for or against I wonder if my opinion could weigh heavy enough to change another’s mind It seems impossible, to trust that revelation could come with time I told you

Sought Out

My voice rings back, as I say that I am for or against I wonder if my opinion could weigh heavy enough to change another’s mind It seems impossible, to trust that revelation could come with time I told you

Not a Draft

My own body had to stop me, time has been moving too quickly hours feel like minutes, and before I know it they are gone You are gone now And it’s odd now Stepping through reality like a daydream, there’s

Not a Draft

My own body had to stop me, time has been moving too quickly hours feel like minutes, and before I know it they are gone You are gone now And it’s odd now Stepping through reality like a daydream, there’s

Drenched Again

There are remnants of you in everything I do like moisture in a bathtub dried up only to get drenched again and you, there are small cracks in my mind and you pry at them until they become gaping, welcoming

Drenched Again

There are remnants of you in everything I do like moisture in a bathtub dried up only to get drenched again and you, there are small cracks in my mind and you pry at them until they become gaping, welcoming

In the light

I am often entirely caught up in the present anticipation of the next moment, signaling my emotions, intentionally letting my heart get a head start on what is to come this idea of preparation started the second I realized my

In the light

I am often entirely caught up in the present anticipation of the next moment, signaling my emotions, intentionally letting my heart get a head start on what is to come this idea of preparation started the second I realized my

Becoming Artist

The Filmmaker  The Film Inside Out from Katelyn Rebelo on Vimeo. Here’s a short film made by my close friend Katelyn Rebelo, she decided to feature one of my poems. It’s so exciting to be a part of someone else’s

Becoming Artist

The Filmmaker  The Film Inside Out from Katelyn Rebelo on Vimeo. Here’s a short film made by my close friend Katelyn Rebelo, she decided to feature one of my poems. It’s so exciting to be a part of someone else’s