I am drunk on creative wine aged years in a secret bottle in the cellar of my soul There’s a message in the bottle corked tight When I discovered what was inside I didn’t savor the wine I broke it open drinking like I’d been in the desert Head swimming my hands create words and … Continue reading Bottled

I am blooming not into something beautiful but someone beautiful I am blooming into confidence bold strokes of a brush I am blooming like watercolor rich hues unfurling I am blooming into openess face to the sky heart painted onto paper Now I am truly seen

Noise is everywhere I want to be free of it my heart wants a cabin in the woods an ideal escape Daily life doesn’t allow me escape from the noise I can only escape into something into words into pictures into a bed into my own thoughts I yearn for quiet for solitude but when … Continue reading Noise