#poems for the soul

My first poetry book release from a collection of poems 2016-2019. About reflection of my home and leaving to try to create my own.

The video is a form of reiki for those suffering at this time ♥️love and healing

My Friday morning tasted like salt and despair

Tastes like “I don’t care” but I do

Tastes like failure

Tastes like I don’t know

But it tastes

It’s bitter

It’s unloving

It’s uncaring

It’s my smeared makeup

My stuffed nose

My wet cheeks

Kiss me

Kiss me Friday morning

So I know just how bitter sweet you are

My stiff face

My cold fingertips

Your warm discouragement

Our cold heart

My hot head

What should we make of this?

A sigh of capitulation

I am Friday morning