Confidence
Confidence is a byproduct of the belief “I am good enough”. Good enough does not mean better than and it does not mean cannot get better. Good enough is a belief that you are, as you are in this moment,…
Discipline
Performance requires constraint Doing hard things push on the edge of my emotional capacity. Managing my internal state through daily habits allows me the fortitude to work through the challenges of doing things I have yet to do. No extraordinary…
Foundation only
She is so used to hiding herself to avoid envy’s eye, she forgets people that loves her as she comes does exist. Her friend could see her fear in uncertainty and brought her to her own land and set up…
Villanelle
She will not leave me aloneI tell her to go, “go.” as fear helps me with my coatShe whispers my future from the unknownLeaves from another time aged til oldThe heat is liquid gold melting down my throatShe will not…
Carmel
I was born under a fire’s star next to a soft moon A bit inland from where the ocean blooms And on an adventure with my tiny band I found all that was right with me in my land And…
A day dream
Light flooded through my window Past the white wood panels holding nature’s glow out I push the lever down to let more life in to hear the crisp sounds of birds playing outside There is a faint buzz of cars…
Finding Love
We live in a big world and are born so individually unique. Add on life experiences, wins and losses, and who we become becomes so specific. We grow up in a confined space, meeting people based on where our parents…
The Dark Side of Empathy
My family lost the civil war After running from another war I grew up learning arithmetic And about human insanity With unnecessary cruelty And as I grew into a young adult I painted canvases about pain Mimicking Picasso’s Guernica Women…
A bad day
Today I believe I’m not good enough. I am doubting the decisions I’ve made and the visions I have had. When I looked into the future I see only failures, painful, humiliating, mediocre failures. And when I see myself in failure,…
Fruit Trees Remind Me
As soon as I could write I remember writing poems In little notebooks that were cute and shown I would like the way they sound And the way they rhymed The way they looked Short and concise. And that I…