Maneuvering Fog

Years have been crammed into weeks Weeks with seconds feeling like days Days that time seemed to get wrong Not sure what’s next or if next will be far ahead A desire of silence and a trusted place to lay one’s head That’s not it because silence keeps the mental vinyl spinning Not quite sureContinue reading “Maneuvering Fog”

Writers do what..

Word is… writers talk too much. Maybe it’s the fact that they aren’t afraid to beautifully compose some of the ugliest moments. Perhaps it’s the gift of expressing what is in such a way that others digest or choke on its truth.. or fiction Writers don’t talk too much. Others may feel exposed or maybeContinue reading “Writers do what..”

Time Passes

Time seemed to stand still. Sitting with pen in hand unable to truly process what was occurring. To others, she appeared calm, yet deep in thought. Internally, release was needed, hence her effort in picking up her pen. Usually this was enough to nudge her into puncturing the emotional bag to allow thoughts and ideasContinue reading “Time Passes”

Fearless Pieces

Some of the best songs are written from the spaces and places that we didn’t see coming. And although there’s still so much to unveil and connect with, there’s a special space filled with comfort just for you. Maybe it’s the empath in me or the path that I see or maybe it’s exactly whereContinue reading “Fearless Pieces”