awareness

13 May 2019 Poetry angst, anxiety, awareness, dearmamarose, depression, fear, loneliness, mamarose, poem, poetry, presence, spring, winter 0

It doesn’t last

The spring is here but it won’t last,

It will fold into heat

And heat will fall into wind and leaves will rustle and break

And snow will bend the limbs… bend my limbs so far that I think I’ll break but I don’t and then…

Its spring again

But it never lasts

And I’m only ever thinking of how quickly the cold will come and swallow me up again

And in those dark days as I dream of the flowers bursting and the birds singing through and beyond the sunset

I think too of how the Spring won’t last and Summer won’t last and Autumn won’t last

And in thought… Winter always seems to be where I land…

and… tonight I’d really love to just be where I am.

12 Apr 2019 Poetry awareness, dearmamarose, death, grief, growth, joy, mamarose, mindfulness, poem, poet, poetry, presence 0

I dance between

Joy and Grief

Because every moment is dying.

26 Apr 2018 Poetry awareness, cold, concrete, concrete gardens, feet, poet, poetry, self-expression, self-love, sleep, spoken art, spoken poetry, spring 0

Concrete reminds of me of the parts of me that are cold, dead, covered.

In it’s towers, in it’s flat fields.

Concrete gardens slapped on the face of our mother.

I wonder what would try to rise if it were not such an insurmountable feat.

I wonder what sleeps beneath in the churned soil, fertile, with nothing to grow.

I wonder what she feels.

I feel cold on my feet.

I wonder if I’m strong enough to lift the concrete off of me.

21 Apr 2018 Poetry awareness, choice, conscious choice, dearmamarose, mamarose, Pain, poet, poetry, spoken word poetry, suffering 0

How do you support yourself through pain?

Does it cause more?

That’s suffering ^^^

Choose not to create suffering.

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