Nostalgia and Belonging

May 2o17

In breaths
of this air
are gusts of memories
Of Mine
Of others

And nostalgia
of grands and greats
and “good ole…”

Feeling of family
Of serenity
Of fitting
Of being
home

Drive

May 10, 2017

Drive
–Push
further
Past limits
You yourself have erected

You trip,
Self fulfilling
failure,
Where it never need be.

Scared?
Dissuade?

Suck it up.

Do not
lose control.

Focus

Back to center
Remember
Envision
vision,
mission;

Drive.

May 6, 2017

Churning
Incessantly
Anxious
Jolts
Of adrenaline
Fill my empty moments
And I know
I have drifted

And I shuffle
Reaching
For the familiarity
Of an anchor
Now shifting
Aware

Again aiming
for center

May 4, 2017

Silent
We hope for help
That which we fear the shame
Of asking for,
Of being vulnerable
When that is all
We can be

Say
The only thing
You can say
And perhaps
find comfort
In unexpected responses
That may bring
miraculous gifts

May 2, 2017

Fresh air
Is calling me
Begging me back
Reminding me
of fields of green
And gold
Of memories
Stored in a child’s mind

Fresh air
Regardless of whatever
Existant impurities there are
Fresh air as I knew it
Is calling me

Fresh air
In a song heard low in the breeze
To family
To familiar plains
And trees
And valleys

Fresh applachian air
Is calling me
Home

You peek in
time to time,
reminding me
Of a dream
–The kind I cannot
quite recall
Once awake

You vanish
And I am left
Wishing
you had stayed–
If only a moment
longer.

You are gone
And I am almost sure
I have imagined
Your very being