Fall

by November the grasses became laden

with all of the forgotten ones

the change was a bit too sudden

their beauty was adored shortly before

the sight of them brought joy to many

as their warm hues glimmered in the sun

until the air cooled and the wind emboldened

and once pleasant appearances now faltered

dull and undesired they had now become

and hold on they no longer could

they surrendered to the autumn breeze

for to begin again renewed on this earth

the fall is their last measure

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Although many people start to bring changes in their lives beginning in January, I think that this season has naturally became that for me. Last year in November, my family and I made a decision that drastically changed our lives. We lost much of our social construct and our belief system. Everything changed faster than we could wrap our heads around, and the effects of our decision had a more shocking affect than we had be prepared ourselves for. This has definitely been the hardest year of my life. However, sometimes you have to fall to be reborn anew. I have realized at times to create a better life for yourself and fulfill your goals in life, you have to “turn a new leaf.” Maybe you may be a bit fragile for a while, because change doesn’t come easy. You may lose somethings, but you will gain much more precious things. In the end, your choice won’t be something you will regret. This may have been my hardest year, but I hindsight I wouldn’t have held on for a second more.

12/5/19

Glow

no other light filled me

as it had on that day

my body was aglow

and I felt the Spirit

its lightness and freeness

that I had never known

He called out to me

and I heard clearly

I had been awakened

by the power of truth

my doubt passed from me

scales fell from my eyes

feeling my body tremble

as our fingers intertwined

and my soul was saved


This poem is about my personal feeling regarding a new spiritual experience in my life. These thoughts are only my own, and I do not wish to impose them on others. I wholeheartedly believe that everyone has the right to believe what they want. All the same, I hope you enjoyed this more intimate poem.

Thank you so much for reading!

11/12/19

Without Warning

there was no last word

just there and then gone

summer became winter

but the leaves didn’t change

a single contrary word

and our lives whisked away

clouds barely covering the sun

before the storm tore up everything

days became less recognizable

every night seemed everlasting

yet there must still be love

my last beacon, I hoped

it went up and they watched

but nothing came my way

the cold became unbearable

spring was nowhere in sight

as they left without warning

11/12/19

Our Songs

my wish was for deafness

whenever I heard our music

all the memories flooded me

summer car rides and weekends

the times I would never forget

my playlist began to betray me

and there was no escaping it

I will not let myself hear

take the verses from my mind

now that you are gone

my heart can’t bear our songs

11/10/19

Avoidance of Actuality

Although legends falsely claimed ostriches bury their heads to avoid danger, they actually do this to arrange their eggs which are buried underground. However, their practice continues to be a great illustration for avoidance.

how does it end

thoughts of that are simple

and perfection was the dream

but is most impossible

the actuality is so difficult

tying the end to the beginning

and the unavoidable rift in-between

teeming with action and decision

exhausting change and busyness

nothing’s done as fast as time races

in a blink the world has grown

and yet, I have not

Does anyone else have this problem or feel in a similar way at times? If not, do you have any advice? I know that this something that I have found I seriously struggle with, and there are many factors involved with it. Let me know what you think in the comments, and thank you so much for reading!


10/31/19