From the brilliant mind of Mary Oliver: Hello, sun in my face. Hello you who made the morning and spread it over the fields…Watch, now, how I start the day in happiness, in kindness. I love these lines for their simplicity and depth. I want to feel hopeful, so here, a quote. May it help … More Springtime Musing
The silence hung heavy in the air
And between them was a gulf
Of words left unsaid
… More How Some Love Go
I was scrolling through my IG feed when I stumbled upon a post thanking Mary Oliver. My heart broke a little when I read on and discovered that she died on January 17. Her poems are a balm to the soul. This gem of a poem will always resonate with me so much. Mysteries, … More So Long, Mary Oliver
It’s a slow day. The clock is ticking loudly, magnified by the complete silence that envelops my room on late afternoons. There’s nothing to do here. I’m bored out of my skin. Just to have something to do, I put on some music. And then restlessly, I walk back and forth, as if trying to … More Dreaming of Chocolates
A Cautionary Tale Be careful of the things You say at 1 am When the quiet of the night Becomes unbearable And you try to drown The silence with a confession. Your heart on your throat – Beating, beating, beating Like the drum of an impending war. And it is war, What is happening inside … More A Cautionary Tale
Sometimes there are things you want to say
And you’re all but bursting with it, like a child
Running outside into the rain, happy and carefree … More In Remembrance
I want to say something profound.
How about
“we’re only ever certain of uncertainties”?
Or would that be too deep,
hitting too close to home? … More A Litany Before Goodbye
I’ve woven our story in the stars If I could I will keep it in a jar But there is nothing I can call ours Except from the tears and the scars
I stopped wondering what we are The moment you closed the gap Between question mark and full stop
Looking into your eyes is descending into chaos Of lost dreams and forgotten yearnings You look at me as if I am a mirage Who will vanish as you step closer Can I blame you though when it was me Who cut off the road to all the maybes?
Dreamspinner Extraordinaire 