Grief Hovers Within
Grief hovers within, moving like a continual presence. The shape of loss, a vacuum absorbing all else. Lost dreams, lost people, Lost loves, lost hope.
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September 12, 2023
Riptide
Grief is a riptide. When they die, you feel as if you did too. Like the churn of an angry wave about to break on land. Suspended for a moment with the force of rage behind you, But a moment, is all you have. thrown against the sand in a winding, bruising, slam.
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September 12, 2023
Pilgrimage for my father
I take the journey to where I knew you best, The best you. Sweet memories flicker in between fractures of brokenness. Johannesburg Sterlizia’. Gorgeous, orange diving bird of paradise. Red sand and rocks. Familiar yet foreign.
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September 12, 2023
Brave, Safe and Free
Fighting the cravings, braving the turkey, Escaping memories, the past is murky. Friends hold hands, pray through fear, Remind in the pain, that God’s still here. Shivering, sleeping, waking, choking, Covered in sweat the bed is soaking.
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September 12, 2023
if the world were a plateau
if the world were a plateau how boring that would be, no mountains, no oceans, no natural majesty.
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September 12, 2023