2019 Poetry

Friday, February 08 2019, 10:20PM

Starting another blog to record my poems for the year.

Sometimes themes remain the same, because that is what is on the forefront of my mind.

Maybe it is because I know I was very close to death when I had my stroke that returning to honoring the breath has such significance to me - I don't know. But I do know when I become silent and need to create pieces such as this poem, it comes from a place which feels very grounded.

AND THEN I REMEMBERED TO BREATHE.

Crushing.

A weighted blanket of pain.

Returning to nothingness.

Space.

No connection, adrift.

Lungs holding life.

And then I remembered to breathe.

Moments, creating memories.

Climbing to see beyond the present.

Just a peek over the edge, holding on.

Forwards, backwards around, through.

Time seizes.

Breathless.

Possibilities.creep beyond.

Bringing just a little color.

Enough to connect.

Repairing, removing.

Inhaling, exhaling.

Breath.

8.2.2019