Parked on the side of the beach,
Nestled on the drivers seat –
Alone, not lonely,
and looking straight ahead.
It was show that she wanted,
Of the setting sun, pouring rain,
Continued lightening,
And rainbows on her head.
No distractions – no chaos,
Resonating her inner peace,
Even the rumbling of the car,
Was put to sleep.
It’s a strange feeling,
Unraveling your own inklings,
Unbounded by temporary setbacks,
She set herself free.
April 13, 2019
Like a familiar rush,
That of a first date,
A little nervous, mixed with anxious,
And little butterflies giddy with excitement.
Simmering hope,
And jitters of ‘this could be it’,
Shaking legs and beating heart,
She walks toward the gate.
She had known it from before –
The feelings that it strikes,
Had read about in books,
Had watched it movies all her life.
In the city of love,
With bridges and cathedrals,
Sitting next to a vintage carousel,
The Eiffel stood out.
No realistic expectations,
She had dreamt it too much-
A little rosé and cold medicine,
Newly, out of words.
It had been a long road,
There had been prayers,
Lost loves, some tears,
And a happy, hopeful girl.
A long sigh,
Under the glittering lights,
It was the Eiffel,
Beckoning her home.
February 1, 2019
In a field full of lavender,
Dressed in a pink dress,
Heart on my sleeve,
I’m dreaming.
Pulling together my thoughts on a page,
Of my happy things, and my happy place,
I’m dreaming –
In a field full of lavender,
Under a clear blue sky.
Those dandelions, and 11:11s,
Closed eyes, and sighing whispers,
Amidst a purple daze,
In my mind’s peaceful maze,
I’m dreaming.
Nestled in the spot,
As the sun starts to set –
Over the lavender fields,
A mental picture, and my page as a pensieve,
I’m happy, I’m dreaming.
January 31, 2019
SWATINESS 