Saturday Vibes
Ink
I lie awake
in the stillness of the night
the depth of the silence
stealing my very breath
my story
unfolds before you
bare naked
down to my very soul
my scars are visible
as the clock strikes
its lonely hour
again and again
comfort finds me
no longer can I hide
with this ink
I bleed the truth
upon these pages
beneath this surface of mine
Back to you
I fall into
the sweet silence
of the night
darkness comes
as comfort
to my naked soul
drifting between
here and there
to the edge
and back again
the universe
has a way
of bringing me
back to you
each night
no matter where
in time we are
Polaroid
unspoken moments
printed
ink stained
and tucked away
reminders
of a life
that use to be
time seems to freeze
the memories
that remain
inside the frame
of a polaroid
Sweet poetry
I may
be a writer
but you
my love
are a poem
spilling out
like ink
across the pages
of my soul
Something more
Being a photographer, there is so much that inspires me. This is one. The quietness of the morning, the gentle sound of the water meeting the shore. I’m grateful to live near this.
Stripped
I stare upon blank pages
struggling to find the words
that fill the surface
so quietly
they linger
dancing like raindrops
inside my head
stripped down
I close my eyes
and catch my breath
listening to the melody within
nothing else matters
but here
and now
stripped down
to my soul
stripped down
to myself
Your truth
If this book were your life, what would your pages say?
The light within
The heartbeat of time
there are moments
when the clock
strikes its final hour
as the hands
ever so slowly
pass one another
time slows
to only a heartbeat
until our memories
fade into the night
