Under a rosy morning sun I walk the path of memories, yearning to recover what has been lost across lifetimes. You must sense it too, that we have known each other a very long time, centuries, millennia, who is to know, except perhaps our souls? An achy, distant loss buried deep within my marrow; yet, there is a knowingness when I am with you that not even the absence of memory can repress. You walk beside me and know all of my shadows, illuminating the dark corners of my heart and mind. With you I am home. Across dimensions, light years, the expansion of time; wherever you are, I am at home. May it always be true now and for evermore.
Drømmefanger by Kalandra. Drømmefanger translated means “dreamcatcher.”
out of this body, out of this mind running frantically in place as though running out of time in my dreams i search for you amid a forest thick with mist, but you are not to be found, and there i remain alone and adrift when suddenly you appear under a half-lit crescent moon, time seems to stand still, illuminated yet you disappear far too soon i reach blindly for your shadow to it shall i cling, but your shadow slowly fades no solace does it bring
remember the first time you brushed the hair back from my eyes it was one of those crazy hot days last July sand covered our bronzed, bare feet you leaned into me with kisses so sweet, and i could barely breathe we were burning alive
you were the blue, always changing like the tide born to love me with all the grace of a blooming sunrise, my morning star we were burning alive
sun and sand, wind through the palms we were stuck together like two birds of a feather day and night, i loved you for eternity my evening song we were burning alive
Birds of a Feather by Billie Eilish. Her new album, Hit Me Hard and Soft, dropped yesterday! On repeat, particularly this song, which inspired this poem. Such a great album ❤
when i think of time gone by, all the things i’ve missed hopes and dreams and visions, the love that i so wished would somehow save me from myself, take away the ache yet down a crooked path i went, at times I thought i’d break should have listened to my gut oh so young and trusting learned the hard way, cut by cut that i’d be left with nothing sold my soul to lies, got lost still, in the end was found my soul emerged, sought the light turns out light would win and here am i on a new path paved with life’s experiences though not what i set out for, it’s made all the difference
It’s All Happening Now, BAERD. Full lyrics here. Life really is all happening now, around me everywhere. So many changes in the past several months. I’m not sure when I’ll land…
how can i be more for you, calm all of your fears? i long so desperately to wipe away all your tears you left in the dark, a whirl of emotion i felt it immediately, though no words were spoken want nothing more than you to feel free for the world to see your authenticity your beautiful soul, may it take flight may the burdens you carry disappear into night may you feel the depth of my love, despite my mistakes may you always remember I’m here when your heart breaks bound by soul and maternally i will love you here and for all eternity
Make You Feel My Love by the one and only Adele. I’m not a huge fan of Adele or pop, though she is certainly a diva. I do love this song, however, and feel it so deeply. This poem was written for my daughter. If we only had a magic wand to make things better.
Inspired by Linkin Park’s One More Light. Full lyrics here. After reading Fox Reviews Rock post on Friendly Fire, another song I love, I spent the day listening to Linkin Park. I’ve loved this band for a long time. It made me think, are we all not looking to be seen in this big, bad world? So, I wish for you the following:
May you feel seen and heard. May you be peaceful and happy. And may you be safe and free.
there’s a cold, empty space where once you laid, nothing left now ‘cept this silent, heavy weight the scent of you has all but disappeared, how i desperately miss the scratchy feel of your beard strangely, my dreams have lost all their color long past, the handsome boy i met last summer and now i’m left, a love story to rewrite of him i only dream in black and white
Before We Disappear, Chris Cornell. What can I say. This is such a great song. Chris Cornell, amazing songwriter, guitarist, and vocalist. So very missed. RIP. Thought the lyrics fit this poem. Full lyrics here.
out the door, late again got you on my mind, virtue or sin? your kiss still burning on my lips the feel of you against my hips feeling quite buzzed, all because got you in my system god knows i should listen to that small voice droning in my head proceed with caution, girl, look ahead but you’re so good, so easy to be with it’s friday night we’re feelin’ kinda foolish i’ll reach for you, plant a kiss on your neck we’ll stroll down Ocean and watch the fiery sunset let time stand still tell me this is real and away we’ll steal again and again
Live performance of Sweet by Cigarettes After Sex. I think it’s my favorite song by them. They’ll be on tour in LA in October performing at Kia Forum.
Spring has officially arrived! The first day of Spring was yesterday. The Spring Equinox occurred a day earlier than usual because it’s a Leap Year. Evenings have been so beautiful, and walking at the beach near Ocean Blvd is always a nice way to end the day ❤
the first night we met
at that little cafe i was shivering, cold
you offered your jacket
i remember your eyes
behind the dark rimmed glasses you said i was pretty drank it like a shot of whiskey
and that, oh that was the first mistake
had me twisting inside, a whole lotta dizzy
you looked so cool, so fucking attractive
was certain i’d need a strong antacid cuz boys like you like girls like me
but in the end, it’s just misery
i’m drawn to you
like a goddamn magnet
but you’re not true,
wear me like your faded suede jacket
i’m afflicted, so addicted
what am i to do?
gotta quit you like a really bad habit
but oh, it’s too late
is this just fate?
i’m lost in you, down and out stranded
Someone asked me if my poems are about anybody in particular. Yes, and no. There may be a few things that are real, like an idea or detail that sparks something, and it goes from there. But mostly, it’s just poetry, like song lyrics that shine a spotlight on random stuff, heartache, love, and other lyrical nonsense 🙂
when you feel your world is tumbling down
at water’s edge, about to drown
i’ll be near, will carry your fears
sink into me, love,
and all will be well
when you’re overwhelmed and tired of this living
fading fast, surely slipping
don’t you fret or ever regret
sink into me, love,
and all will be well
don’t you know i’d do anything
go crawling to the brink
catch the moon and stars
hold you in my arms
for a million years to come,
a million years to come
you never have to doubt
what i am about
take all of me you need
for you i’d truly bleed
sink into me, love,
and all will be well
didn’t think the day would ever end
soul weary, tired and spent
feeling distorted,
body contorted
pushed too far
pretty sure i missed my star
keep looking for my pot of gold
at the end of the rainbow
someone please let the light in
miss the warmth of your touch
on my skin
thoughts of seeing you again
the only thing that keeps me sane
Yesterday was a tough day. You know, the kind where you have to grind it out. I hate wishing for time to pass, but it’s been a long week. Halfway through. There just aren’t enough hours in the day for play.
lost inside my head too soon to forget you’ve got me aching helplessly craving your lips on mine like sweet, sweet summertime riding the surf with you what is it you do that gets me so high? can’t deny the madness between us you’re my latest weakness but i don’t mind cuz you make me feel so, so fine wade into you every time
Would like to set this to music, a song?
Foo Fighters, “Show Me How,” featuring his daughter, Violet, on vocals. I love the vibe of this song. I get inspired by music to write..
Feature Photo by Unsplash in coordination with Natalia Blauth
I hope you’re enjoying a restful, restorative weekend! I just wanted to take a moment to say thank you for visiting and taking time to read my poems, posts, etc. It truly means the world. It’s laughable, I never thought I’d ever write poetry. Okay, so it’s not great poetry, but the process is incredibly rewarding and even more so, healing.
I have loved writing since the time I could hold a pencil. Yes, I was that geek in school with the straight bangs and glasses who loved, yes loved, practicing cursive. The act of forming each letter was like art.
I started this blog in 2010 primarily upon the encouragement of a group of individuals I knew in high school, and a teacher who was very well liked by the students, Carole Ann Kaplan. We all created WordPress blogs and began posting stuff. Since then, so many other platforms to write and subscribe to have popped up. My posts began as a journey to find my birthfamily in Taiwan. I wrote a memoir about that journey. Things have changed tremendously since then, and the book would be much, much different now…I don’t write about adoption very often anymore, but elements of grief and loss, attachment, rejection, okay, yes, unrequited love, and longing that I’ve experienced as a result of adoption, I’m sure, influence my prose.
So, thank you, dear readers for following this blog, reading my silly poems, and sharing space with me. It’s really nice to read your posts as well, and I”m grateful for the support. Happy writing, and may you have a lovely rest of your day.
you are a spring tide at the new moon you pull me in, pull me under can we stay like this together? lost in the undertow, i’d gladly drown in the afterglow over and over to be with you sun, moon, and earth align careless whispers, you are mine
Happy Saturday! It has been one of those weeks, the kind that you can’t wait to be over. Busy and exhausting. I’m so glad it’s the weekend. Time to rest and restore. And write mindless poems. The song below by Goth Babe partly inspired this one, despite the surfing on the snow in the video, lol.
Cheers, thank you for visiting, and may you enjoy your weekend!
let me wrap myself in you so deeply that i feel your thoughts and breathe you in so deeply that i know your rhythm and move with you so deeply that the breath in me is the breath in you and the light in me is the light in you let me see to your soul and all that you are may you see into mine, all that i am and love me no matter
on a friday i realize i haven’t seen you in a week
on a friday i imagine your face, kissing your cheek
thoughts of you ever present no matter how desperately i circumvent
i’m enraptured, utterly enamored of you
So, it’s not actually Friday, but this poem has been sitting in the wings for a while now. From my little quiet corner of the world, Happy Lunar New Year!
i wish upon the stars,
tell them all my secrets
they shimmer and spin about
like a giant disco ball
pirouetting on high
it is said that
when you wish upon a star
anything your heart desires
will come true and i melt, the memory of your lips so present and persistent,
clinging to me
like my favorite perfume
i wish this wish upon the stars
i wish it may come true
i wish for you
It is a dreadfully wet, rainy, and cold Monday. Flash flood warnings since yesterday, and more rain to come over the next few days. So, with the rain comes another silly love poem. To my fellow Los Angelenos, stay safe and dry.
clouds float by drowsily on this hazy, rainy day shifting, drifting giving shape to the sky reminds me of how you love me, soft and slow as though we have all the time in the world
morning blushes,
soft light begs entry
through the tiny cracks
in my window
I sigh,
not ready to greet the day
longing to return to that place,
that distant, starry place
in my dreams
where time and sense
are nonexistent,
and all that matters is you and me,
the pair of us
illuminated like an iridescent flame,
a warming glow that never fades
and never grows cold-
we dance till dusk
to the music of Sirius
under a canopy of glittering stars
until I am blushing,
every inch of me
like trees flowering in summer–
the dream weaver softly casts his charms
and I sigh,