The Trouble With Waiting

"Can this wait?"
You ask.
Well,
It depends
On what
This
Is.
Don't ask
If this
Can wait,
Because
If it
Has to wait,
It might not
Come around
Again.

Stalled

Life was simpler
And more complicated
When I was younger
And more caged-in
But now I'm free
And all I see
Are reasons why
I can't move beyond
This place I'm in

Taylor

Four years later
What's to savor?
Time with family -
Now get braver.
Four years later
What's to cherish?
A girl is gone,
But they know where.
So savor time
And promises
Made and kept,
Even with hearts
Badly bent.
Know both loved ones
Are alive,
And carry that hope
Deep inside.

Almost Home

Almost back
Where you belong
With friends and family
Missed so long.
So fly back home
And we'll be waiting
To embrace you -
Moments trading.
You're almost home
So don't stop now.
We'll call your name
And whisper loud.

Imprint

What's left to say
When the end is near
But it's not what you thought
Or how you planned?
There's nothing to hold
Or take with you.
There's nothing to mold
To leave your mark.
Still, it is possible
To imprint yourself
On the present.
To leave behind
What you will
For the future.

Sometimes Music

Sometimes music
Heals us.
Sometimes it
Frees us.
Sometimes it
Lets us be who we are.
Sometimes music
Inspires us.
Sometimes it
Defines us.
Sometimes it
Reminds us
Of who we can become.

Backward Glance

Such a satisfying day
In a satisfying way:
Friends back Stateside,
Music far and wide.
Things that make me say
Thank you for the
Things I have.
Little blessings
I can grab,
And know that today's
Pain can be transformed
Into something beautiful
Tomorrow.

Vacancy

So disconcerting
To be dreaming
Of someone I once
Shared so much with,
But whom I no longer
Like or respect.
So, get out of my head
And stay where I left you
Because I can't have you
Here anymore.

Simple Thoughts

Hoping for healing
Praying for sight
Seeking out wisdom
Finding some light.

Covering Recovery

Wishing recovery
Was complete
For me, and for
Those I love,
Because partial recovery
Or relapse
Is so discouraging.
So for now, I will
Seek to console,
To understand,
And to love
Those around me.

For Now

Today was fulfilling
And interesting
And relieving
So glad for being
Right here and right now.
I wish I was seeing
And writing
And laughing
But for now I'm
Just waiting
For you to come home.

Ten Days

Feeling your absence
Missing your face
Wishing you were here.
Knowing you're
Returning soon,
But not soon enough.
Because right now
I'm wishing
And right now I'm missing
And right now I'm feeling
Your absence,
My friend.

Return

Relief
In a night
So filled with
Delight.

Sea Life

I'm floating at sea
With all the sea things
I'm only a girl
But I wish I had wings.
The water's to white
And the sounds are all scary
I wish I could sleep
So I'd be unaware.
For now, I'll stay here
With the starfish and mermaids
And wish for my home
Ashore, so far away.

The Last Page

Begin again tomorrow
What was ended today
Write more words
Upon more pages,
Let me lead the way.
For the end is not
The end of something
But the start of
Something else.
Let this be a record
As it sits upon
A shelf.

Commitment-Writing

When inspiration hits
Run with it
Commit it
To paper
Don't save it
For later.
Because you've waited
All day,
And you know it
You've created
This moment.

Salon Explosion

So much enjoyment
In so short a time
I miss you when
You're not around
Such a quirky kind of
Person, sarcasm
Invades everything
Creativity flows
From you
And I just
Stand amazed

Speak Life

Speak life into
This dying heart
Speak comfort unto
This grieving soul
Speak focus to
This wandering mind
Speak discipline to
This rebellious thinking
Speak light into
These darkened eyes
Speak hope and peace to
Broken lives

Equal Ground

One is not more
Important
Both are current,
Both are here.
They are friends
With one another;
They don't need
To be compared.
They are wise
In their own wisdom,
So why must you
Tear them down?
When in fact
There is no one of
More importance.
They are both
On equal ground.

Being Grateful

Beautiful
And
Special
That is what
Today has been.
Simply because
It was a new day.
And because
I am here
And I was able
To enjoy it.

The Giant Bunny

Wondering of
Simple things
Like how did
Bunnies
Get
Equated
With the new
Life at the
Heart of the
Season?
But I am
Grateful for
Family and
Food and
Enjoyment.
And I'm grateful
For new life.
I don't even care
That it has nothing
To do with bunnies.

Conditional

Your love is
Conditional
It is so obvious
That you just accept
Others
Once they
Clean up
Their mess.
It is so off-putting
But at least now
I'm learning
To love the way
Loving was
Meant to be
Done.