I’m not happy with how this is formatted but this poem is about writing poetry. Anyone who does knows the realities of writing and deciding what to share and what not to share. For so long I have not wanted to share any of my work. I’m encouraging myself to change that. Continue reading Untitled

“When did you know it was time to come home?” When I didn’t just want the sun to bounce off … Continue reading Different Shades of Sunshine.

No doubt I was in transit and this sudden silent rage / passion / inspiration hit me. It’s not intentionally negative but it is how I feel about some life lessons. I think when you’re away from the people who helped you become your true self, you find life lessons more exposing or grating. That’s not always bad- but it does make ‘the pill more difficult to swallow’. Continue reading Life Lessons

I very rarely write so optimistically. It’s nice to see a time when I was so full of all possibilities. Continue reading Wonderous.

I have more than one home. This is what it feels like to go to one. 🇦🇺🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿 Continue reading Blue and white.