"I hope you will go out and let stories happen to you, and that you will work them, water them with your blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom. " ~Clarissa Pinkola Estes

Thursday, June 20, 2013

an anthem



Everybody’s been there, everybody’s been stared down
By the enemy
Fallen for the fear and done some disappearing
Bow down to the mighty
Don’t run, stop holding your tongue
Maybe there’s a way out of the cage where you live
Maybe one of these days you can let the light in
Show me how big your brave is!



Wednesday, June 19, 2013

on a wing and a prayer: a small stone

In a moment, you took a breath and became...
in that same moment, I took a breath and became.

In all the days that went on endlessly,
time played a trick and passed before I could breathe again.

And now, all in another breath, you take flight,
my heart soaring with you.

Fly strong, my darlings.

Fly...



Thursday, June 6, 2013

stones and arrows

the notes hit my ears
falling
weighing heavy
stones in my heart

the words swirl in my head
piercing
barbed, sharp
arrows in my heart

tonight music is not my refuge





Wednesday, June 5, 2013

floodgates: a small stone

A wicked flash, a deafening boom.
The skies release the floodgates...
And with it,
My own floodgates burst open,
Washing me clean.