Poetry

Over the past two years, I have begun to express some of my creativity through poetry. I have found that I can express myself best this way, as it helps me to process and organize thoughts, emotions, and experiences. It helps me to release these complex personal experiences and give them somewhere to go, while also creating art in the process.

My first poem (and personal favorite) “Lovies in the Sun” came about while I was petting my sweet dog, Daisy, one unusually sunny and warm January morning. The rest flourished from there. Poetry writing has become one of my favorite forms of art and expression.

TW: Addiction - not all of these poems are lighthearted. I have had the experience of loving someone that suffers from addiction. “A Daisy in the Snow” and “Breathe” are reflections of that experience. If you see yourself in these experiences, know that there is help and there is hope. I have linked just below the national websites for AA and Al-Anon, an AA-adjacent network of support for those with a loved one that suffers from addiction.

https://www.aa.org/

https://al-anon.org/

My poems are available for purchase in my store if you find one that speaks to you. Also, be sure to keep an eye out, as many of these poems feature in my upcoming poetry book, “Dog Days: A Book of Poetry”.

  • Lovies in the Sun 


    The sun beams down 

    So warm and bright 

    Mom throws the ball 

    I run! 


    I catch it 

    And return to mom 

    For lovies in the sun 


    I see a squirrel! 

    I chase it down! 

    Mom calls me back 

    I come. 


    She coos my name

    And pats my head 

    Sweet lovies in the sun. 


    I sniff the grass 

    So many smells! 

    I roll around 

    For fun! 


    Mom comes to me 

    For belly rubs 

    More lovies in the sun! 


    I bark at birds 

    And chase the clouds 

    Until the day 

    Is done 


    Oh what a perfect 

    Happy day 

    For lovies in the sun!

  • The Cone of Shame


    I have an itch I cannot scratch 

    And on my side a naked patch 

    In horror I see the vet attach 

    About my neck 

    The cone of shame 


    I’m scraping against every corner

    Brother my observing scorner

    The girl I was before - I mourn her

    Will I never be the same?

    For now I wear the cone of shame


    I stalk about the house and brood

    I can barely eat my food 

    All beware this sullen mood 

    With spite I bear

    The cone of shame 


    At the park I bow my head 

    The moment I await with dread

    And all the things that will be said

    When they will see 

    The cone of shame 


    The dogs approach me looking weary 

    I hide behind Mom feeling dreary

    I see their faces turning sneery 

    As they mock 

    My cone of shame 


    Will this torture never end? 

    I feel my will begin to bend 

    I am unable to pretend 

    That I do not wear

    The cone of shame 


    And just when I’m becoming numb

    The day I thought would never come 

    And the tie around my neck undone 

    The vet removes 

    The cone of shame! 


    The vet says that I am a fighter

    My neck is feeling so much lighter 

    The future now is looking brighter 

    For now I’m rid 

    The cone of shame!

  • Rent 


    Mom is looking 

    At her shiny box 

    The box I do not 

    Like at all 


    The box makes her 

    Forget to give me 

    Lovies and pets 

    I am lonely 


    She stares 

    She says 

    An unhappy word 

    That I do not understand 


    Mom looks at me 

    Hooray! My tail wags 

    I like it when 

    Mom looks at me 


    She says more words 

    In an unhappy voice 

    “Pull your weight” 

    And 

    “Freeloader” 


    I worry 

    My ears go down 

    Have I been naughty? 

    I do not remember 


    Mom smooshes my face 

    She kisses me on my nose 

    She smiles and my ears go up 

    Her voice is sweet now 


    She says 

    “You’re lucky 

    You’re so cute” 

    I am confused

    But happy.

  • I sit and wait here 

    To be found 

    I jump at every 

    Unknown sound 

    When will someone 

    Come around 

    Someone to bring me 

    Home 


    I think of home 

    Which is not here 

    It is elsewhere

    That is clear 

    Will I find it? 

    What I fear 

    Is no one 

    To call home 


    I see her there 

    One of a kind 

    There is one thing 

    On my mind 

    Is the the one 

    I hoped to find?

    A dog to give 

    A home 


    Could I be home? 

    Could home be here 

    Would she have 

    Nothing left to fear 

    With someone who

    Will hold her dear 

    Am I the someone 

    She’ll call home

    In my belly 

    Lights a fire 

    Will you grant 

    My heart’s desire?

    Do I dare hope 

    I may acquire 

    A safe place 

    To call home 


    Is this home? 

    Could home be here? 

    Is this my someone 

    To hold dear 

    A place where nothing 

    I need fear 

    A person 

    To call home 



    And in her eyes 

    I know I see 

    My own soul 

    Staring back at me 

    A friend she will 

    Forever be 

    And I will bring her home 


    Here is home 

    And home is here 

    Home is wherever 

    You are near 

    And to my heart 

    You are most dear 

    For with me 

    You are home 


    And with that look 

    My heart does soar 

    This is what I 

    Have waited for 

    Someone to keep me 

    Safe and warm 

    Someone to call 

    Home 


    Here is home 

    And home is here 

    Home is wherever 

    You are near 

    And I have nothing

    Left to fear

    For with you

    I am home 


    The joy inside 

    Is so profound 

    Two lonely hearts 

    Forever bound 

    It feels so lovely 

    To be found 

    Together we are 

    Home

  • Grandpa 

    Rough hands 

    Soft smile 

    Tummy rubs

    For awhile


    Outside 

    Fun play 

    Sweet pets

    Warm day  


    Long walks 

    Pine trees 

    Cool air 

    Light breeze 


    Tug war 

    I win

    Loud laugh 

    Big grin 


    Back home

    Day ends

    Cookies 

    Best friends 

  • Man’s Best Friend


    Man takes a stroll 

    Dog runs ahead 

    Man smiles at 

    His old best friend 


    He stops and looks 

    Across the trees

    Dog’s fur blows softly

    In nature’s breeze


    Man stops to rest

    And Dog does too 

    Both quiet and 

    Take in the view 


    They come to this spot 

    Every year 

    A tradition Man and Dog

    Hold dear

     

    They’ve walked these woods

    A thousand times 

    Knowing every curve 

    Of the hills they climb 


    Man comes back 

    He walks alone 

    He carries his dog’s 

    Favorite bone 


    And lays it down 

    Where dog would rest 

    And feels the aching 

    In his chest 


    The familiar breeze

    Comes floating by 

    Man raises his eyes 

    To the sky 


    And whispers thank you 

    To his best friend 

    Someday they’ll walk here 

    Together again

  • I sit inside and bundle tight 

    Against this cold dark winters night 

    And look outside of my window 

    Out to the fresh new falling snow 


    When suddenly there skips a beat

    And in my chest my heart does leap

    Something my eyes say cannot be

    Yet here it is in front of me


    A gift that nature has bestowed

    I see a daisy in the snow 


    The landscape changes with this sight 

    A less dark cold and lonely night 

    Through this unforgiving winter fling 

    This daisy brings the warmth of spring 


    Each day I check if it is there 

    Though the ground is cold and bare

    The daisy searches for the sun

    It knows its journey is not done 


    And I pray that Mother Nature knows

    To warm this daisy in the snow 


    One day the weather looks quite dreary

    I see the daisy looking weary

    And its resolve begins to fold 

    As it wilts out in the cold 


    And with a jolt I rush outside 

    Panic driving every stride 

    I try to dig down to its roots 

    But crush a petal with my boots 


    And so I leave it there to grow 

    This tiny daisy in the snow 



    Each day I watch it from afar

    And wish on every midnight star

    That as winter turns the mountains blue 

    This daisy stays to see it through 


    One day the snow begins to thaw 

    Exposing earth afresh and raw

    More colors come back into view 

    As the earth begins anew 


    And with the wind the spring does sew 

    A patch of daisies in the snow 


    And in the middle of the patch 

    A sight that prompts my breath to catch

    For in my heart I know I see 

    My daisy blooming back at me


    It’s strong because it had to fight 

    Through each dark lonely winters night 

    And as the winter fades away

    I know it will be here to stay


    The daisy is now free to grow

    No longer trapped by winter’s snow

  • Breathe

    How many times

    Have I shamed him

    For something he

    Cannot control

    Or tried to force him

    Tried to love him

    Far too hard

    In all the wrong ways

    How do I let go

    Of him, of the guilt

    For only pushing him

    Deeper underwater

    I have been a weight

    Clinging desperately to him

    But I did my best

    With what I knew

    But I know better now

    I can do better now

    I can love him better now

    If it is not too late

    And let him learn to swim again

    Let him learn to breathe again

    On his own

    For himself

    And love him

    From the shore

    Swimming out to him

    But never swimming for him

    In hopes that one day

    He will grow even stronger

    And he will swim

    To shore with me

  • Love Goggles 


    He looks at her with “love goggles” 

    That is what she says to me 

    My sister, who I adore 

    About the man that she will marry 


    And I know for certain 

    That he is the one 

    Because before him I thought 

    No one could love her more than me 


    But not only does he love her more 

    But he loves her better too

    He sees the parts of her 

    That no one else can reach 


    He is the water to her fire 

    The gentle breeze to her powerful storm 

    Her match, her equal 

    The safest place she can find 


    To me she is extraordinary 

    But to him she is perfection 

    She is the rising and the setting 

    Of the sun each and every day 


    After two years, he still wears love goggles 

    But I am certain 

    That even when my sister is gray 

    She will be no less perfect in his eyes 


    She will still be the rising and the setting 

    Of the sun 

    She will shine no less brightly 

    She will still light fires in his heart 


    And I know that I can let her go

    Because she has found her home 

    With the man who wears love goggles 

    Just for her 

  • Rachel ‘s Poem 


    She walks with purpose 

    With confidence 

    With command in every stride 

    And I am reminded 


    Of the little girl 

    That followed me

     everywhere I went 

    My little shadow 


    I see her sometimes 

    That sweet girl 

    With whom I have shared

    My whole life 


    I see her in the woman 

    That she has become 

    Steadfast and fair 

    Intelligent and kind 


    The child who cuddled 

    Close to me at night 

    Beneath blankets 

    When she was afraid 


    Is a woman now 

    With the courage 

    The power 

    The ferocity of a lioness 


    The strength of a hurricane 

    She blazes like the sun 

    Warming the darkest places 

    And burning oppressors in her wake 


    Her mind is a garden 

    Her words are as calm and steady 

    As the ocean 

    Beneath a wide blue sky 


    Oh what a joy 

    To be the sister 

    Of this goddess 

    My heart swells with pride

“Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought, and the thought has found words” - Robert Frost