To my broken tribe…Lost in sadness

Broken Tribe art by MichelleMarie

“Why am I so sad,” she asked?
This is to my broken tribe of loved ones, those I hold dear, those I sit with as they cry~with no answers but to offer a word of comfort. What do you say to the broken one who comes from years of emotional abuse? What do you say to the one who has been suddenly left without a trace of love? What do you say to her when her beloved dies, leaving them to pick up the pieces? How do you help someone that is lost in sadness? Lost in the past and the memories and thoughts that play over and over in her mind, tormenting her soul? I’m not sure if there is anything I can say to make it better. All I know to do is tarry with you as you find your way back to wholeness. Someone did this for me and I’m forever grateful she reached out her hand and held this beautiful space of healing for me. 

To my broken tribe of sweet sad hearts, I offer my hand and this space to you. I’m here, you know how to find me. 

We all have layers

We all have layers
I’m afraid that
mine are showing
Only a matter of time
Then you will be knowing
The things I try to hide
That scream at me inside
I promised I would muffle
and I even tried to shuffle
But nothing could chase
the voice that spoke inside
Close down
Go away
Just shut up
Stop speaking
there’s no use in even pleading
for reprieve or grace
cause girl, you’ve lost your place
Just shut up and be quiet
Lay down and take it quietly
No one will notice twice maybe
Baby, please don’t fade
Remember you are made from
Love, Peace, and smiles
Leaving traces in the hearts
of those who love you!
We all have layers

P.S. For someone who is struggling. I hear you, even when you aren’t speaking.

She lent me her wings

Over here please follow
You see the tree of hush
Is where the fairy wings grow
Please try them you simply must

Oh no, I said to her
I simply cannot fly
I know you won’t believe me
So let’s not even try

She wasn’t having any
Of my words to stop her there
She plucked from the hush tree
This beautiful blue pair

I can’t fly I said, I just can’t
I’ve tried so very long
I began to realize, and I think
I don’t belong

With a little twinkle of her eyes
I arose up in the air
Now you’re flying, she said and laughed without a care

Remember to not look down
When you see the hush tree
Do not make a sound
Fairy wings grow there 😉

For my sweet Pink friend Jeanne Marie.

Childhood is but a whisper

Childhood is but a whisper
I turned around and you are grown
part of me grew with you
part of me misses you child
part of me wants to go back
part of me wants to run
part of me wants to tell
the other parts of me
that your childhood was….it was a whisper
I’m sitting with that today
letting it sink in! 
Childhood is but a whisper

Born this night in June

Born this night in June
Wasn’t April, nor Harvest Moon
That caused me to swoon
When I saw your smile
And sweet sweet face
I knew at that moment
I had nothing to give you
But all my heart
I could count
On one hand those
I’d given complete
Endless access to my heart
I gave it gladly
It was all I had to give
Thank you for making me
Your Momma sweet baby girl
My Alexanderia, my heart
Born this night in June

Every year I tell my girl the story of her birth because it started today June 28, @ 9 am. My water broke and the fun times began and have never stopped. When I look back today over her entire life the one abiding feeling is constant and unconditional love. It changed me, because love changes everything. ~ღ~ So thankful
~ღ~Happy Birthday baby girl ~ღ~