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Bared Bones

Bare bones splinter A man voices his disregard An ache low and bitter Sits in my blood The uplift The drop The dazed eyes searching for something They always knew -Saschia

Safe

Tucked under my blankets The doors are locked The kids have kissed foreheads And warm toesies Safe from the cold damp night -Saschia

I’m Home

The lights turn on I’m on my way home Stripped bare In a constant state of reflection The web The red connections And moments that were always meant to be -Saschia

I watched her rise above I watched her question who she really was And demand who she would become She didn’t sit still for a moment longer She pushed through and persevered And now her home is quiet And still She worked for this peace She stepped out and stood tall And worked til herContinue reading “This is Who”

Steady

The ground freezes I’d have lost my footing But over the years I left pebbles And words and stories To hold me steady I still fall But I land on poetry I don’t think there is anything more artistic Than landing on poetry -Saschia

The world will swallow you whole without a thought It will take your possessions Your goals Your plans for the future And chew it all like a cow chews cud So plant your roots Find your soul And be true to who you are There’s no other way -Saschia

Only You

The spins The darkness The caving in I don’t expect anyone to understand this But you You’ll make it I promise you We’ll light the way together I’ll light the way for you Don’t waste your time Doubting whether this is right Changing bad habits Never feels right -Saschia

Thought and Planned

Finally in love with me. From inside the depths of my soul to my roots of curls. I’ve waited so long to feel so healthy, so healed, and so ready to take on life. I thought and planned that by the time I got here I’d be celebrating with you. Maybe you weren’t meant toContinue reading “Thought and Planned”

The Perfect Storm

From the angered deep The water sloshes Globs of water Thicker than waves Roar Youths lift fishies by the gallon And do gooders curl up in corners Unharmed But the untamed the uncouth They dive in Some make it back to the boat Others don’t survive -Saschia

On Writing

The first draft is just you telling yourself the story ― Terry Pratchett What I’m struggling with is uncertainty on where my characters are going to go next. The experts say just write and what happens next will come to you. They also say write an outline or at least know your ending. I haveContinue reading “On Writing”