Eye of The Storm

 A world burning around me.

Both physically and spiritually.

The sight of endings, and damage.

Chaos whirls its winds and shakes my foundation. 

But I find this sense of peace...

I notice that amidst the chaos,

You are the eye of the storm.

Harvest

 She was tired.

Eyes heavy as she tried to dissect her thoughts.

The sun was raging, and the moon was kind.

She danced and twirled, trying to find her balance,

But often falling short.

The days and nights were equal now,

As the fall moon rises, and sets in the autumn chill. 

The stars laughed at her struggle,

But the dirt between her toes tried to teach her that she could grow.

And she did.

Night after night,

Day after day,

Moment after moment. 

Newness on the horizon. 

Kindly With Strength

 Feeling negativity in my soul,

Something I need to work on.

Woke up and had a wonderful day.

Yet, slighted by irritation tonight. 

But why?

I must look inward.

As within, so without.

I will light a candle,

Create a mantra,

And let the night wash over me...

Kindly...

With strength.

Dark Mania

 Let me throw my cash away,

Have sex with strangers,

Drink cabernet.

Wipe my tears with diamond lace,

And fuck shit up,

Fuck saving face.

I'll jump from out an airplane,

And scream in streets, Lord's name in vain.

And punch a wall,

And scrape my face.

And laugh because, I've lost my grace.

I'll move to Vegas,

And wreck my name.

To chase the high,

Of playing games.

I've clearly lost,

My sanity.

So save yourself,

And hide from me.

Eyes

 Green Eyes- emerald breathing life into stillness

Blue Eyes- cascading like waterfalls into your soul

Brown Eyes- mysterious and dark, but inviting 

Hazel Eyes- shapshifting and engaging with their playful ways

The colors they swirl, and intrigue me. Each a different story to tell, a different soul to feel and experience. 

You eyes, my eyes, their eyes, his eyes, her eyes...

So cryptic. 

I just read the stories through the eyes, and write them down. 

These stories are not my own,

Yet we are all so intertwined- that maybe they become mine?

Kaleidoscopic Storm

 You.

There is just something about you that stirs a fire within my soul. 

You're in my passenger seat, and you are lost in the music.

And I am lost in you, my muse.

It is raining, but you don't seem to notice quite yet.

Your eyes glisten with the reflection of the wet road ahead of us,

You probably think the thunder is the sound of the bass.

And I can't help but smile. 

I pull into a desolate parking lot,

Turn off the car, and the windows quickly fog. 

"It's raining," you finally notice.

As I get out of the car, you fix your red lipstick, and I let you

Even though I know, it won't be there for long

Opening your door, I offer you my hand. 

Lightning sparks across the sky,

And we both feel it jolt through our bodies as we touch. 

Your hair slowly begins to stick to your face, 

The raindrops not caring where they land.

Your tight, cropped beater and high waisted black jeans become speckled.

I push you against the wet car, for a playful kiss, knowing damn well, that your ass will get wet.

You gasp, then let out a laugh,

"It's on…"

I begin to run, splashing in the puddles,

Mud slowly kicking up onto the back of my calves. 

The skies grow slightly darker, and the clouds begin to look heavier. 

I feel your hand on my wrist, as you spin me around. 

This time, we are both drenched as our lips meet.

A storm not only brews outside, but within my soul.

Words get lost in the gusts of wind,

But our bodies follow the movements and songs of the storm. 

You follow me down a path,

Overgrown, yet beautiful. 

The flowers seem alive and happy to see us, in our state of pure bliss.

The leaves, a bright green.

We make our way to a wooden bridge.

The wood, a much darker brown than it probably was a few hours ago.

My eyes, a greenish blue, catch yours. You capture my gaze, and I can't help but to shy away. 

You make me nervous in the most beautiful of ways. 

I am drenched in raindrops,

Each a different size, a different color, a different density.

I try to count them as they land on my skin, but lose track upwards of 333.

My eyes shut tightly as I turn my face to the dark, and angry sky. 

She rages, but I find peace in her thunder.

The only sounds I hear are the pounding in my chest,

Mixed with the sounds of the pouring rain and your breath.

I am lost in its steady tempo,

A song I haven't heard yet.

Tilting my head back down, I open my eyes.

In front of me is a creek, swirling with blues and greens.

The raindrops dance on top of the water,

Merging into her body, and becoming part of her being.

To my right there is a waterfall. 

To my left, you.

I notice the summer sun has delicately painted freckles on your cheeks and shoulders. 

By now I can't differentiate between the sounds of the rain and the roar of the falls.

The pounding in my chest grows louder and stronger.

My white shirt clings to my skin like paint.

My nipples peeking through.

Pink.

My curly hair is drenched,

Dripping,

And I find myself closing my eyes and turning my sun kissed face back to the sky,

Painted navy and gray.

Slowly, I start to take my shirt off,

Throwing it on the ground, careless of the mud that now surrounds us.

You throw a smirk my way and do the same. 

Your red lipstick is now gone from my kiss and the rain, leaving your lips a flushed rose.

I slip out of my skirt, and hang it on a nearby tree branch.

You follow my lead.

Before I know it my toes are at the water's edge,

I grab your hand to guide you in,

And I am lost in the beauty of the moment.

To be here with you, is truly breathtaking.

I wade into the water,

Warmer than I had anticipated, from the summer storm.

Inhaling deep, I hold my breath.

Submerged I become.

The sound of the rain and the song of the waterfall echos so different from under here.

It's much more quiet,

But equally as intriguing and peaceful.

While my eyes are closed I see and feel the deepest of indigo, while blood pulses through my veins. 

I hold my breath until I feel faint.

Popping back to the surface, I gasp for air.

My lungs sting, but I smile.

My cheeks red.

There you are,

A sense of wonderment in your eyes. 

Those beautiful, brown eyes.

You perch yourself on a large rock and call me over to sit next to you. 

Our bodies bare, you ask me,

"Have you ever tasted the rain?" 

Of course I have, but not like this.

Not with you. 

You place one hand gently over my eyes, while taking the other one and gently tilting my chin towards the giving clouds. 

"Open," you whisper. 

So I do.

"What colors do you taste?" 

And I can't help but be engulfed in those words. Imagining the flavor of each raindrop as a color.

"Lavender… Lilac…Orange"

I can feel your smile emanating from you,

Even though my eyes remain closed.

I slide back into the warmth of the water,

Opening my eyes,

The rain is slowing down now, and the storm has seemingly passed.

I let the running water wash past my naked skin,

I feel fully encompassed and one with the universe in this moment.

The clementine skies open up.

A rainbow emerges.

The bluebirds chirp, and the blackbirds dance.

The beautiful chaos, turns to a moment of stillness. 

I pull you close,

And I suddenly see all the colors this kaleidoscopic storm has given me.

Endless Words

 Bring me to the edge of the Earth,

Let me taste her salty kiss. 

Let her wind run through my hair,

Like lovers or a tryst.

Let her sand give me support, 

As it sinks beneath my toes.

Let this moment bring me peace,

And many more of those. 

Her laughter in the crash of waves,

Upon the welcome shore.

A smile graces my sun kissed face,

As I'm left with wanting more 

What I Would Give

 Hey mom,

It's me... 

Remember me? 

Your daughter.

The one whom you gave your body to, as a safe haven for 9 months? 

The one you'd rock to sleep, even when you didn't have any? 

The one you coached cheer teams for, volunteered at the library for...

You even made me a birthday poster in middle school to put on the cafeteria door... because I was bullied, and you didn't want me to feel left out. 

You used to hold me while I cried, and wipe away my tears. 

You constantly reminded me of my worth... so mom... please remember I'm right here. 

Do you remember the time I came home crying because a girl was mean to me. You brought me right back out the door, and told me to get into the passenger seat. 

You drove by her house, rolled down my window, laid on your horn, and told me to moon them, while you gave her and her mom the finger... 

In that ridiculous moment, I knew you always had my back. I laughed. 

Remember the days of hooky? Where we'd get lunch, and get our nails done? 

I loved those... the way you used to look at me, made me feel so safe and loved. 

During college, things slowly started to go south. You lost your way, and that's OK,

Words like blades, flow out your mouth. 

And here, and there, I'd see some rays. 

Your laughter, gave me hope. 

It's been ten years, and there's something you should know. 

I'm scared mom, and I have been,

Each and every day. 

I worry every moment, that God will soon take you away. 

I bite my lip, to stop its quivers,

And toughen up my face. 

But in all reality, mom...

I'd give anything to take your place. 

I need you now more than ever, and I've tried to let you know. 

But addiction leaves you clouded, but just know, I'm never letting go. 

I hope someday, you come my way 

Your light shining oh so bright...

That light I miss, and strive to be.

I won't give up the fight. 

A Daughter's Love

 Today I smiled,

Even though I hurt. 

Even though the weight of the world felt unbearable, because my pain and my burdens are my own to bear.

Even when the butterflies in my chest felt like they were made of shards of glass... 

Today the sun shined,

And the world kept turning...

Imagine that. 

So I danced like a fool, and sang at the top of my lungs... just to soothe what I could. 

Today I spoke words to friends, only to hear them echo back. 

As if I was singing a song in a canyon, lost, and only hearing my voice...

Giving me a false sense of guidance.

Tonight I lay,

Under the stars, the full moon, the warm desert sky. And I pray...

To God, Goddess, and the Universe... simply to protect you. Because a daughter's love never dies.