Wife, mom, therapist, author, poet, writer, painter, nerd, human
22 Nov 2020 2 Comments
in November 2020, poetry Tags: circle of life, death, grief, loss, love, mental health, mourning
No longer here
you have joined with the cosmos
matter that can not be created
or destroyed
We the left behind
are broken hearted
and sad
you are gone
Each star the brightness
of your smile
the universe
containing your soul
Shining down on us
radiating love
we seek you out
amongst the heavens
Too soon it seems
being without you
yet knowing
the spirit still remains
Wishing you peace
on your journey
and yet
so sorry you are gone
15 Nov 2020 2 Comments
in November 2020, poetry Tags: mental health, poem, poems, poetry, writing, writing community
So tired these days
in so many ways
in body, in spirit, in mind
peace is hard to find
So much pressing in
spreading me thin
another task on the pile
just want to rest awhile
So much noise all around
hate and division abound
everyone feels out of control
can I just crawl into a hole
So many clients seen every week
my voice tired so hard to speak
try to help them feel stronger
not sure I can any longer
So tired every day
in every conceivable way
hoping for something to lighten the load
to keep on walking down this road
08 Nov 2020 Leave a comment
in November 2020, poetry Tags: change, constant change, poem, poems, poet, poetry, writing poety
We fight against it
fear all phases
worry about outcomes
want to control
Resistance is futile
change continues always
ever constant
always present
We push back harder
hoping to avoid
wanting to keep
what we think we need
Universe pushes back
we struggle to stop it
afraid of what we
may become
Universe knows better
all life
all growth
needs change
Be calm
accept what is
let go of what was
become new
01 Nov 2020 Leave a comment
in November 2020, poetry Tags: fall back, poem, poet, poetry, time change, writing community, writing poetry
Time is always moving forward
except when it doesn’t
one night falling back
magic to erase one hour
Like Cinderella after the ball
carriage becomes a pumpkin
magic slowly slips away
back to something darker
When time moves again forward
still darkness comes all the earlier
as if losing sight of the sun
enveloped in the gloom
Falling back
moments unrecoverable
what did we miss
in the backward ticks
25 Oct 2020 Leave a comment
in October 2020, poetry Tags: blue moon, full moon, Halloween, hunters moon, poem, poet, poetry, writing community, writing poetry
Hunter’s moon
haunted soon
moon in blue
coming for you
Hunted by night
prey in sight
predator rising slow
searching down below
Blood moon haunts
mercurial taunts
no escape for you
hunter’s moon in blue
An hour lost
time is the cost
outrun by none
except the rising sun
18 Oct 2020 Leave a comment
in October 2020, poetry Tags: mental health, pandemic poetry, poem, poems, poet, poetry, poetry writing, writing, writing poetry
Like sandpaper
everything feels rough
little bits being shaved off
under constant frustration
Grating changes
lack of control
nothing is normal
feeling untethered
Constant exposure
whether we know it
or not
to possible infection
Affecting home
work school
relationships
entire lives
Everyday more
grating and grinding
pushing towards explosions
repetitive frustration
04 Oct 2020 2 Comments
in October 2020, poetry
One to light the harvest
golden blessings
new month is born
celestial welcome
Another moon
hunter’s moon
sanguine
blood moon
Two moons one month
second also blue
cosmic beauty
rarely happens
Magical light
big and bright
welcoming fall
touching us all
27 Sep 2020 Leave a comment
in poetry, September 2020 Tags: change, fall, letting go, mental health, poem, poet, poetry, writing, writing poetry
There is beauty in letting go
a coloring of change
making way for something new
preparing to undergo transformation
flashes of brightness and being bold
everyone notices each phase of the change
until we lie dormant regathering our strength
quietly waiting for new life to begin
whispering winds of renewed hope
fall into becoming
the trees will show you the way
20 Sep 2020 Leave a comment
in poetry, September 2020 Tags: poem, poet, poetry, wildfire smoke, writing, writing poetry
Orange tinged sun
behind smoke filled skies
like a mask of vapors
seen and unseen
another invader to the body
hanging hazy heaviness
pushing in with each breath
acrid caresses
a daily personal hell
31 Aug 2020 Leave a comment
in August 2020, poetry Tags: poem, poems, poet, poetry, writing
A story of lingering
Haunting scent
hangs heavy in heat
memories of forgotten evil
moonlight bathes pieces of alabaster
all that remains now
a-da-na-ta soul no more
souls so we may live
souls that live to serve
a-da-nv-do spirit unseen
we move in the scent
of mimosa
A poem based on the first short novel I self-published in 2013, Mimosa, on the ancient lines of protector and taker in the land of the Cherokee.
Deborah Horton Writing 