Lost in my mind with a million thoughts surfacing... one after another. The maybes. The what ifs. The whys. The why nots. Memories of beauty. Of pure bliss. Memories of sadness and gut wrenching pain. They bring back emotions that seem to be reborn; even for just a moment or two, they become alive again.Continue reading ".the kind of day where words don’t suffice"
.then to now
Going through the words, poems, stories and memories that I have recorded on paper over the past few years can make my heart tremble at times. The pain that drenched so many of my days still lingers silently in the background of my mind. Inside of me: Every moment, every day navigating through; trying toContinue reading ".then to now"
.sometimes
sometimes we wonder sometimes we wander sometimes we stay in one place often times we worry often times we scurry through the days in our current time and space our hearts do the feeling our minds do the thinking our souls doing all and everything in-between but, who do we follow? who do we need?Continue reading ".sometimes"
.escalate your mind
High tide Purple mountain Revolution pride... Dirty water Smokey skies Transcending into time... Walking through the rivers Elevating minds Take the time to escalate All it is you find Lonely sidewalks sliding They all know my name Traveled on before hand... In this never ending game Roaring waters pushing Bouncing back in time Crimson cloudsContinue reading ".escalate your mind"
.a letter to those who drain light
A letter to the people I don't want in my life or near my energy.... Dear you, This is what I have to say to you... ...............................(add silence here) Sincerely, A human that has moved on and grown without your negativity and lies intruding my life. Live in peace, away from me.
.running with scissors
A letter to the motherless souls. Happy Mother's Day.
.i’m not sorry
Someone close to me recently pointed out how I apologize for things that are both in and out of my control. He pointed it out often, until I started to notice myself... Yesterday I counted 42 times before the day was over. Why am I so sorry? Truth is, I've been programmed to wish IContinue reading ".i’m not sorry"
.broken toys
The little girl who grew up too fast Always picking up the mess after others... She learned to be a servant first And not to forget to wear her plastic smile She played with beaten down toys And grew up surrounding herself With broken boys Always hoping to fix them... She didn't realize until itContinue reading ".broken toys"
.bass
Back beat Still mind Wandering through the street Light feet Flow through my hips Pulsating through my finger tips Heavy chest Mellow soul The rhythm carries me high Painted with lyrics Notes flowing low and deep The beat moves its way up my body Through me you can see the notes The sway. The flow.Continue reading ".bass"
.this time
The days where I feel a slight spunk in my step and a happy go lucky attitude slowly taking over my pessimistic demeanor seem to stand out amongst the others. Its the days where I wake up rested and choose to make anything that comes my way work for the better. Its the days thatContinue reading ".this time"
Jane Fox Art 