“Sometimes I feel like there’s a hole inside of me, an emptiness that at times seems to burn. I think if you lifted my heart to your ear, you could probably hear the ocean. And the moon tonight, there’s a circle around it. A sign of trouble not far behind. I have this dream of being whole. Of not going to sleep each night, wanting. But still, sometimes, when the wind is warm or the crickets sing, I dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for. I just want someone to love me. I want to be seen. I don’t know…maybe I had my happiness. I don’t want to believe it, but, there is no man, Gilly. Only that moon.”
Month: June 2019
My Poetry: “Midsummer”
On Midsummer Day
My heart gave way
And buckled under once more
It began to rain
From my gloomy eyes
As it did so the night before
Silently I worked and wept
And made it through the Midsummer morn
Inside, the clouds were darkening still
Like those in a May spring storm
Living in the Past, Dreaming in the Present, and Suffering in the Soul
They say “Home is where the heart is” and this is a phrase I absolutely agree with. For me, however, it’s also “The heart is where home is” and that seems to be a rarity in these days and times. To be that woman devoted to the well-being of her home and family has for…
Heartbreak and the Road to Healing: An Introduction to My Life
I have never been the “passionate writer” type. My twin sister has been the obsessive, mad scientist fictional writer as long as I can remember, even when we were in grade school. It’s always been a now-and-then thing for me, just when the mood struck. Until recently, that is. Lately I have been, not just…
