All at once
with her mind’s eye
she sees
through
resounding light,
her whole life.
Every breath,
each beat of her
heart.
The what ifs
and the should
have beens
d
i
s
s
o
l
v
e
in a farewell kiss.
For finally
she has learned
to live
most
intentionally,
most
unapologetically,
here
and
now.
.
.
.
the feelings are gone
but you still come to me
in my dreams
.
.
.
the universe
all of your humanness
in a gasp
…
a dusting of nothingness
nothing left now
just the cold hard truth
you didn’t come for me-
-I didn’t come for you.
you
could have
let us go
gently
you chose
to burn us
to the
ground
each breath
each heartbeat lost
in the universe
Dawn didn’t bring her tranquility
anymore. Days passed by like skipped pages,
and nights brought perilous denouements. She
tucked in with her screams caught in her throat like
a preparatory battle cry, and she woke with an excess of
freshly spilt tears, an aching body, and a heavier heart.
Triumphant.
~Heather Anne
here
is where
men hold their breath
and let their voices
sound in roars
over the
mind’s
eye.
I snapped this photo while hiking yesterday and felt like there was a poem in it somewhere. Short, but sweet… hope you enjoyed.
As always,
thank you for reading.
xo
A single hiccup is like a warning sign,
like a memory being brought up from the
base of the body but not quite making it
to conscious thought.
Something once unpleasantly felt is venturing
up to escape past the tongue, only to be
swallowed accidentally like a piece of gum,
never to be remembered.
I’m not afraid,
go ahead and toss me
in the ocean.
I want you to see
how I can breathe
underwater.
Some call it red 