Sweetest Devotion Inspiring Moments

Light on next door

Children laughing

Dancing in circles

Like a ballerina

On the wood floor

Imagining people's happiness

That is not my own

Inspiration struck

Thought provoking

Emotionally beautiful

Touching life moments

Within one breath

And a smile that

Lights up the world

By a fire one snowy evening

Inhale Exhale // Peace without War

Inhale exhale
Breathing slowly
As calming music plays
Remembering to breathe
In moments of crisis
In a world full
Of chaos and evil
Amongst the good
The universe is quiet
Watching humans
Cope and question
Life's meaning
How to make change
Without war
Wanting to stop
The screaming
In the silence
Needing to feel hope
Amid a lingering fear
We wish was never there
Dreaming a dream
That feels as real
As jumping to touch
A single star blinded
By the sun at daybreak
Breathing slowly
Inhale exhale

↟↟↟

The chains we hold
Fall apart while
Falling together
We want change
We need freedom
To be reminded
To stick together
In sad times
Against violence
To find sanity
With the good
Breathing steadily
With still hands
Knowing the difference
Between celebrating
Fireworks and
Destructive terror
Finding kindness
Amongst strangers
Without questioning
Their motives
Feeling safe in
This beautiful world
Not letting hate
Control our fears

11.15.2013

Mind Tricks

I see things that are not there

A speedy mouse running
Under couches vanishes
Before my eyes see it

Cat sitting on the floor
Light shines through
An open window onto
The animal that was
Never lying there

Different cat sits in
The hallway at night
Is replaced by a vacuum
Cleaner at second glance

My mind does this all the time 
For reasons I do not know

My eyes answer before
My mind can comprehend
The question that was
Never asked in the first place

11.5.2015

New York, Paris, Venice.

I look at places
I have never experienced
And wonder what it would
Be like to walk those streets
I see in photographs

How beautiful they are
How inspired I am by
One image of a
New York street
Tall skyscrapers
With plenty of character
And stories to share

White buildings with
Light rooftops and
Black railings with
Gorgeous details in
The city of love

Dreaming of one day
Taking my own photographs
And writing poems of places
That changed my perception 

I want to capture my feelings
Of sailing through canals
Surrounded by history and
Beauty in Venice that I dream
Would leave me breathless
And feeling like the world
Is a masterpiece of it's own

One day it will happen
And beautiful art
Will come from those
Moments in cities
I once dreamed of
Through photographs

11.3.2015

2.7.2016

november's poems.

day one

exhaustion is not

the word

tired doesn't describe

this feeling

not wanting to go

back to sleep

but not fully

awake either

daylight savings

messes with

my body

I sigh

day three

two leaves appear

as leaches on the

fast pace road

far from the water

dying from the lack

of blood in their

system leaping like

worms in the wind

helplessly stranded

from the tree

they once hung from

day four

sunshine escapes

with the puffy clouds

disappearing behind

the falling rain

droplets fall
onto my car

wind blows the leaves

I just photographed

into the crisp air

getting lost in

the ever changing

seasons in this world

day seven

stupid people think

they have it all

I wonder what goes

through their brains

what they speak

is not sane

there's a difference

between taking a joke

and being petty

day ten

stars glisten in the

night sky lighting

the sleeping earth

blinded by the overpowering

light of the sun

breeze blows by

pushing leaves with

my tires as the

wind guides my way

day eleven

once again

the transition

is near

saying goodbye

to the magic

of autumn

to unfortunately

welcome the

presence of

cold winter

day seventeen

streets turn to glass

mirroring the world above

headlights turn to christmas lights

red and green bulbs all around

snow gently falls to the ground

silencing the moments of now

day twenty-one

golden sky outlined

by dark trees

with it's little leaves

night is not dark

dim light by falling

snowflakes that will

be gone by

day's begin

day twenty-two

we all have meaning
to at least one

person in life

sometimes that's all

we need to know

to get through

the day

day twenty-six

scars never leave

only fade into

your skin

becoming a

permanent

part of your

body

a reminder of

the moment

that left a mark

day twenty-eight

white snow floats

through the cold

morning air

autumn is whisked away
by snow's sudden arrival

everything that once was

is now something else

snow is not horrible
but I prefer autumn's leaves