The future is bound to my neck I hold her close and nurture her till the time comes to let her go The past is bound to my ankle I don’t live there I only use what I learned My core was steady but childbirth has weakened it My bones light buried beneath these layersContinue reading “Tugged”
Category Archives: Poetry
Traffic Jam
Traffic jam We’re at a stand still No inky edits No fancy thoughts Just the dull rumble of someone elses engine The stale taste of leftovers From yesterday Home is normally just 5 minutes from here But today it looks like it’s gunna take longer -Saschia
Family
To see you smile and hear your laughter brings me unspeakable joy. Just that you are happy warms my belly and melts my heart. Daughter Mom Sister Wife titles I’ll treasure with every ounce of me. I’ll do my best to love in the many ways God has given us to love. Saschia MyContinue reading “Family”
My Element
I travel at a slow pace require low energy to think but I get impatient and high on life which is part of being human It’s ok to be human as long as I remember to take my time and surround myself with peace -Saschia
Packed Away
The fair has been packed away The pony rides and balloon walls Out of sight Carmel corn and fried dough still linger in the air And the ground has muddy footprints from all the fair goers Still the grounds are now an empty space filled with the ghosts of yesterday
Ready
What is it I should write The house sleeps We’re bundled ready -Saschia
More Room
You are accepted the way you are I’ve prayed and hoped for a different you For so many years Now, I have reached a place where You are who you are And that gave me more room for love -Saschia
Her
She loves the sunsets Something she told me today The colors she mentioned Were red white and blue I said it reminded me of orange creamsicle She mentioned ice cream Which makes perfect sense Then we turned the corner And she said just one more time “I think sunsets are beautiful” This is one ofContinue reading “Her”
Love Bubbles
He made me freeze in my steps And in my thoughts I could think of nothing else But having him To myself -Saschia
Rose Roots
Roses dug around the root May not bloom again But placed in the care of a skilled planter Its chances of flowering increase -saschia
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