Poem: Coast

The coast has learned my name well
Every syllable
Every tone
Of my being
Moving up and down
Searching and longing
For deeper
Deeper waters
Deeper meaning
Deeper life
Still search, I will...

Transition...

I've played the piano, cuddled with my cat, and IMed people trying to forget how things are now; but the truth of the matter is still the same. I'm moving again as a small chapter closes in PA. For a long time I've kind of lived a nomadic life, never living in the same apartment/house for longer than a year because of college, work, or something else. Quite frankly, I'm tired. I'm tired of moving. I'm tired of goodbyes. I'm tired of constant state of unrest. Longing for rest and needing to be back in a place where change happens, I'm relocating back to MD--Annapolis more specifically. So far I've lived in VA, MD, and PA this year. Crazy, I know... But I don't know when things will settle down or when I'll settle down. I'd like to say that I'll be in the next place for years and I hope that can be true. But with reconsidering law school, that also may not happen. I feel like God has had me on a crazy ride for a while. It's been fun and exciting, but I'm ready to get off and walk around in the same spot for a while. Transience is not all that it's cracked up to be...

Poem: Vibe

Tarnished by shame
And lost through wrong
The lack of forgiveness
When He already covered and forgot
Because we asked
The tear...
The loss...
It's gone, it's long gone.
Even what He could have
Maybe even wanted to redeem
There is a choice; there's always a choice.

Poem: For Minnesota

I'm never this transparent by choice
Music will drown out the unknown a little too well
"Sauvie Island" part of the playlist of all this
Along with "Pachad" and "If I Ever Feel Better"
Thinking time and sound will drown it out
That which I can't explain
That which gets beneath our skin and to our core
And finds us when we want to hide
That which put us on the same page of life
Known and understood from day one
The beautiful, mysterious, and scary
Yeah, that
The unforgettable
Though men of the Ivy League find interest
With their intelligence, looks, and sophistication
And just like that old picture with two women
Smiling on each side
You look up and away as if not to notice
"I truly could care less" the nonverbal message
That truth is mirriored in my now
Though those are the prized in the eyes of others
Everyone seems dull and lackluster
Because they're not you...
And logic would say this is foolish
And your mind will say, she doesn't know
And all I'll say is, "Remember before the fall."