Poetry

  • Rock in the creek

    I happened upon a rock today in a creek I was passing by barely peeking above  the fast, rushing waters stubbornly yet futilely holding out. I surveyed the creek and observed smooth stones the water was rushing over  that were once jagged rocks that had been polished with time and thrust down the creek despite…

  • When will my spring come

    Feeling like I’m trapped in eternal winter  frozen and numb barely carrying on wondering when the thaw of spring will come when will it be my time to shine when will I feel something more  than just exhausted and depressed all the time when will the warmth and longer days of summer arrive  that make…

  • Grief

    🖤 Grief It’s the price you pay  for having loved someone  deeply. It’s the wound  that never fully heals that you carry with you to your grave. 🖤 Although they say time heals all wounds this isn’t true  with the grief of losing someone. Grief is the never ending wound the replayed memories and remembrances …