This above all To thine own self be true But damn Is that a hard thing to do I want to hold To my own principles To set firm my jaw And without a pause Hold firm the ground I'm planted upon But when I say no You refuse to move on Turning my insides Upside and down Knitting my eyebrows And causing a frown Why is honoring me Such an ask It's not like I'm begging Some outrageous task I'm asking for only Mutual respect Yet you recoil As if you were decked Leaving me feeling Like I've caused you harm While my heart is rattling My chest in alarm Now I'm a monster For making my needs A priority which Leaves you aggrieved One day soon I will disavow Ownership of What's forced on me now I will figure out how To my own self be true And with peace in my heart I will leave you
Thank you all for being my angels My bowling lane bumper guards My Jiminy Crickets My chorus of friends and family Who say the things I have had so much trouble saying to myself For constantly reminding me that the children and I Demand, command, and deserve To be held most valuable For reminding me that no matter how terrible I feel about what I am doing That there is a greater good that I must serve That of the wellbeing of my family of three growing souls and one old, weary one “I love you,” is hardly powerful enough “I’m grateful,” is impotent in its ability to deliver the depth Of what I feel for what you are doing for me and my children You have filled the many holes in me with light and love and patience and grace This journey hasn’t drowned me because you have pulled my head from beneath the water Gently reminding me to breathe until I can remember how to float again I know I wouldn’t be at this place Walking forward one painful step at a time without all of you Picking me up and cheering me on
“Remember you didn’t cause it. You couldn’t have prevented it. You have nothing to feel guilty for. It is okay to grieve. There is much to grieve, But do not confuse grief with guilt.”
I did not know how much I needed These words until they were spoken.
Please forgive my silence It is not easy to converse When I don't have much to say Not for want of company But for lack of breath to speak I have been gasping lately In pain In tears In prayer Gasping for air in a chest too tight On days when getting up takes All my might All my fight Please forgive my silence My burdens are so much to bare I hold myself too tightly wound For fear of shaking into pieces And if I set my voice free I worry what will become of me
Sit with me Speak to me of Philosophy Art Spirituality Poetry Sexuality
Share with me the Beauty of your experience The intricacies of your dreams Tell me how lemons taste to you Describe to me the complexity of scent and flavor Of your whiskey Invite my deepest curiosities My darkest dreams and desires To sit at your table As you dine upon every thought Savoring each exchange Like a finely crafted meal And I will do the same
Join me in unguarded honesty Lose yourself in focused curiosity Paint my soul with meaningful words Excite me by challenging my beliefs Without burning them in shame Or drowning them in judgement
Stay here with me Suspended in the silken web We have woven between Infinite synchronized heartbeats We have crafted a spell from Two souls orbiting each other Do not let it end Until the sun greets the world anew
Watch my lips as I speak With your eyes burning with hunger I will meet you on that threshold Captivated by your mouth As you share your inner self In a verbal strip tease I drop the last of my pretense At your feet and wonder if you noticed Now the little distance between us feels too far I am all too aware of my body's pull toward yours It feels inevitable and I know you feel it too The spark of radiant connection that captures us
Words slow then stop Only body language remains Plump lips Flushed skin Fluttering lashes Subtle smiles Unbreakable eye contact Goosebumps And all from a conversation The best kind of foreplay
Words have power They are thoughts made manifest And loosed into the world
They are fragile crepe paper ghosts Spoken softly to breathe thoughts to life
They are shining lights Spoken with bold love and given as gifts
They are a clarion bell call Spoken with volume, power, and purpose
They are truth and belief And love made real
Words have power They are thought made manifest And loosed into the world
They are knife edges Spoken to cut the soul
They are blunt force Spoken to crush and wind
They are daggers Spoken to pierce the heart
They are lashing whips Spoken to welt and sting and scar
They are hurt and anger And resentment made real
Words have power They are thought made manifest And loosed into the world
Beware how you manifest your Intentions into the world The heat of passionate anger Can turn language into fists that leave bruises That cannot be seen and may never heal
Beware how you manifest your Intentions into the world Regret is a bitter friend For what is said cannot be unsaid or unheard
Beware how you manifest your Intentions into the world Think before you speak and Hold your tongue until you possess A calmer mind and kinder words
Words have power They are thought made manifest And loosed into the world
Words Wishes and Wisdom 