Cute nose
Floppy ears
Tiny paws
Button eyes
Fur the color of whipped cream
And a trot filled with joy
What a gift that you took a moment
To say hello to me
Thank you for making
This little world of ours
A better place.
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Tag Archives: inspiration
Old Dreams
Dust off your old dreams
Take them for a spin
See if you have anything
In common with them again
Turn to your former self
Say, “It is a pleasure to meet you.
I cannot tell you how much
You will grow
And how much you will get through.”
And maybe you will see
How much you have changed
Maybe you will see
How much you have stayed the same
Maybe you will see the ways
Your dreams have been twisted and rearranged
Dust off the past
Then leave it behind you
Your future is bright.
Where your old and new dreams meet
Where you belong comes alive
And that is what guides you.
Detours
Hey girl
What are you doing
Falling in love with someone who is all wrong for you?
.
Hey girl
What are you doing?
You know good things take time.
Flying
I feel like I am flying
I savor these moments
A puzzle piece fitting
In her jagged middle
I am snuggled safe
In the home I chose
I belong here
The girl
Who never belonged anywhere
Is painting her name on walls
And not giving a damn.
Writing the Future
Writing the future
Ink on my hands
Dreams in my heart
Words spill out
Onto a milky surface
Mapping the grand voyage
I think ten pages ahead
And all the while
Forget to read the scene
In front of me.
Burning Bridges
You turn your back
As if there are no consequences
As if burning bridges
Will get you safely
To your dreams
You have visions
And you step forward, then back
Letting go of the things
You were almost able
To touch
Only, it wasn’t the right time
When will it be the right time?
Healing is not linear
And perhaps there will never
Be a day
Where you wake up and say
Everything is fine now
My dreams can be mine now
I hope you learn
To capture the sun
Before you are ready
While it is still too much
To risk being burned
Because there will always
Be a risk
Have some trust
That on the way to the flames
You will be bathed in moonlight
You will be soothed by the milky way
That you will be surrounded
By angels
Sent to you
From the galaxy
So that you can walk away
With a shard of sunlight
That is all your own
With your only scars
From the art of becoming.
Love Story
Everyone deserves a love story
But are any of them ever clean?
They are guaranteed
To take your breath away
.
They are sure to change you
To challenge you to grow
But if you’re not careful
The wrong one
.
In the wrong place
At the wrong time
Can ease into your weak points
And destroy you
.
Sometimes, it feels
Beyond recognition
But even in a good love story
As it grows, rises, and ends
.
There are remnants of your former self
That crumbled in the process
Of breaking and healing
And shaping new beginnings
.
Together or apart
There are always new beginnings
And the parts of you that broke away
Are somewhere in the stars
.
You set out to know someone else
But in the process
A new You emerged
And you have to get to know her, too
.
Love seems like a thing to have
But it is an entity
That transmutes you
Into the heart creature you were meant to be
.
And the story
However brief or however long
Lives in your heartbeat
Alters your pathways of reason
.
You are perhaps wiser
You are perhaps stronger
You are perhaps more You
You are perhaps cleaner
.
You traced the depths of your emotions
Into your palms
You survived hellos and daydreams and goodbyes
Perhaps one too many goodbyes
.
And in the end
Invisible ink is tattooed on your skin
The secret moments of your own love story
As you look to the horizon, whispering, “Let me write another.”
