My proudest accomplishment of 2016. I am looking forward to what the new year brings. I am looking forward to writing more, reading more, and supporting more as I’ve learned how blessed I am to have many in my corner.
Happy New Years to all!
Be safe but make it memorable xoxo
This posted piece is Smoke Break – from my book Pieces: An Anthology sold on Amazon, Createspace, Barnes ad Noble.
When I lost my mom to cancer I became slightly self destructive (maybe a lot so…). I smoked cigarettes back to back because I figured…what the hell! You do everything right like eat healthy, work out, take your vitamins, get your regular checkups, never smoked but still that awful C word barges into your world and does its worst. Sneaking off to smoke were times and moments I wondered why bad things happened to good people, beautiful souls. Focusing on writing quelled a lot of the anger I had but I still don’t have that answer. Does anyone?
Just a short and silly poem, or ruining my childhood memories.
He packed salt in my wounds
And all the while smiled
As I, the fool,
I looked to the rain to wash betrayal from my eyes
Relished the cold sting,
erasing the depth of your vice….
We talk well into the songs of morning;
Neither weary nor anxious to seek dreams
And dreaming when colour breaks
The shadow of night.
At ease in our selves
Saturation, our intellectual osmosis,
Our unraveling and metamorphosing of us
When wind like Colorado’s breath
Make us seek the heat of flesh
Instead of rest.