first steps of letting go

emotions can be poured,
but they cannot be lined up and
shared equally among others
at any given time.
it goes against nature.
let what falls, falls.
let what spills, spills,
let what nourishes, nourish.
let what dies, dies.
there’s nothing more painful
than trying to let go of
what’s no longer good for the heart
yet trying to keep it
trapped within your eyesight
to keep from falling apart

backdated post a day poem for December 19th, 2017

to be soft

i can be soft
i don’t have to be made of stone
i can be the water, moving
underneath the cold bones of clouds
i can be the rainbow, vanishing
when the sun says goodbye to the rain
i can be the tears, leaving
my heart as it attempts to let go of pain

backdated post a day poem for December 15th, 2017


the rolling of the wind
unwinds clouds
stretching them into
powdery lines across the sky,
the sun — what a sour lemon —
it blinds us, our eyes
pucker and squint close
turning the insides of our eyelids
a bright candy cane red and white

written by Tiny Fawns for daily prompt: release