Passionately

on the other side
I have space to breathe again
passionately – not merely for survival

The Child And The Voices

was it my explosion of pain
that blew it all up, in the end?
was it all my fault?

or was it my implosion of me
that made it work at all?
did I lie to myself all this time?

I’m Here, You’re Safe

I cry my tears and you hold me tight
whispering

I’m here, you’re safe

asking no questions
needing no answers
knowing my tears are just ice that is melting
glaciers surrendering in the warm spring of safe love

Swimming

Until he pulled me out
Your wave pulled me forward
The rip pulled me back
I stayed where I was
I knew nothing else
But MY rip and YOUR wave

I knew nothing else
But swimming

The End of a Love Story

Edgar – one of my love stories. One that has changed me forever. A challenging one. An honest one. Sometimes an almost co-dependent one. I feel every feeling when I think of our time together, but as I forgive us both for all the hard times, gratefulness is the feeling that remains. I gave him love, he gave me safety. A safe place to break open and heal.

Hurricane Grief

I trust that you tear only that which is weak
that Old is destroyed to make room for the New
that this too is good, that this too will ease
that there’s love in your force, my Hurricane Grief