The cool nights spreading our
…in a spider web of directions
And I sense your minds packed up and ready to go
Come here baby
For we still have space to grow
And don’t you know, that life
…is like a treasure chest
To find that gold you gotta dig
…through the mess
The day is dragging
Alarm clocks on an antique
Yet all is not lost!
There is a trapped door
…marks the spot
Let us fall inside,
…if only for a minute
Two one way trips to Neverland
I shall dance with Wendy
And you fly
…with Peter Pan!
*hi wp family! This was inspired by the magic of PAN-finally it’s coming out today and you better believe I will be there with my tinker-bells on!! :)) Happy Friday!
We are the midnight
Crouching in hopes cobwebbed corner
Sending kisses on trains to eachother
Spreading dreams like whistles
Calling them stealthily home
We are the unsuspected believers
To boost and carry on for the one …and for all the others
Grown up from sawed off roots
Making yellow from our blues
Lifting soul songs to the night sky
Praying for a star to carry the message
Whilst passing us by
It is our dark and we have blessed it
While the rest sleep
We write faith into their eyes
…We are the Midnight…
I wish each post I presented could be positive and uplifting. But then life happens and I become the sun closing my eyes behind a curtain of clouds. All I feel is grey. I call it a funk or a slump. But that is life isn’t it? Not everyday is sidewalk skipping, sometimes we trip and fall- sometimes…I get right back up and other times, I lay there, against a scalding backbone and wait for my legs to regain strength.
Either way, I have promised myself to be honest and authentic in this place– a collision of words from a spirit that is overcoming. And overcoming is quite a journey :))
Recently I had a slump funk and I shared it with my family here. I am overcome with love, moved by your words and truth. I read my messages and think “oh my gosh these people are incredible. They truly listen and they truly care”. So I want to thank each one of you…
Thank you so much for helping me!
You are all my superheroes, armed with love and kindness, helping to rescue this souldiers sadness.
I appreciate my family here so much.
Today I say to each one of you: You completely rock!!
So go now and rock on with your badass gorgeous unique selves!
Love ya, SG
“My truest friends have arrived in my darkest times, swirling around me in a hurricane of love and protection” -SG
Was feeling wrapped in sadness the other day, then I checked my e-mail and one of my lifelong best friends sent me these- so beautifully framing my pictures and words from my poems. I felt so loved that she had done this for me. I will be posting them as often as she surprises me with her stunning work!
I cannot talk
There is an avalanche in my throat
It is a raging storm
Pleading an exit of eruption
I cannot run
I am chain linked to this entity
I may not pour out every sickness
That runs through my veins
And colors my eyes
But God views
The lacerated and the bruised
While you turn the lights out
And tac yourself to a frame in the wall
I am chucked into the light
With the radiation ssssting
Of a pulse so terrified she’s stuttering
The avalanche is booming
God will not make his move
The demons crawl and lurk
Why on earth
Would you choose to sprint with them
With a back turned
As I burn under the damned