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.
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”.
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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!
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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!
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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.
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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