Poetry is my form of journaling. It is the way that I process what is happening, how I feel about it and ultimately how I want to feel about it. I cannot exactly call myself a poet but sometimes my emotions become something worth reading about and that’s when I decide to share it with you.
It was nice.
It’s been nice, yes, but people don’t hold onto nice…
Regret and Understanding
So maybe I understand
Living Uneven
Living, breathing, Surviving…
Big things
You know when you’re just about to give up? When you’ve just about had enough of chasing after a dream and you’re tempted to let it go- don’t. This poem is for you!
Sweet Sun Setting
A few words in response to a true Californian sunset
Wasted Love
What am I doing?
Tanitia on Writing
Writing in itself is a completely different world I wish I lived in
Dreamer
& we try,
then we try again.
Perpetual Flow
Time forever flows
Broken Intentions
Intentions don’t always mean everything
You are
“You are all of the things”
Boundless Horizon
Sunrise through cloudy skies
2021
Always celebrate the things to come
“Okay”
Unnecessary burdens come from heavy mistakes
I saw you
“I thought I saw you…”
Burning Burden
“I could tell you about the way in which my chest feels heavy”
Wyoming
I could love you, when I couldn’t love anyone…
Mostly Love
When it is what it is
Enigmatic
A little poem to discuss the inner workings of myself
Unforeseen Cognizance
… I did not want to, but not wanting to does not change a thing.
Women Are Wonder
we are, we are, we are-
Unremitting Words
“They tell you to write and write and write, because it is your passion.”
Desert’s Touch
“… the sun here shines”
“Trust Me”
“& I did”
Uncovered
“The loss of you is not to blame”
Places
Ideally,
we were meant to fall in love with…
Simple Start
You kissed m e…
Delicate Bliss
… and the words we spoke so silently.
5 O’Clock Shadow
I fell in love …
Auspicious Requests
“I was mesmerized by the pathway lined with red”
You Consume Me
“it’s the feeling you evoke”
Route and Review 