The shadowsof yesterday theyhappen quietly on our mindsas they do our faces. Like the rising&setting of the sun Arrivingwithout judgementlike seasons. @loisfay
Tag: poem
SATURDAY
When did timebecome that thing we allowedto micro managethe many liveswe seeminglylive in a day. Tick! Waking.Tock? Eating. Tick! Commuting.Tock? Schooling. Tick! Working.Tock? Paying. Til one day; you turnyour calendar self off&sleep in like its Saturdayfor a month. Eating only when hungry. While drinking coffeeat midnight as you write. Because tomorrowsa Saturday. @loisfay
STUDENT OF LIFE
Studentof life be comethe change. Rewireyour brain to dowhatyou love. Til it lovesyou back. @loisfay Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.
COURAGE
Do not fear saying too muchorfeeling too deeply. Be vulnerablein desensitizedplaces and spaces. Let people knowwhat theymean to you in thosebreathtakinglyvulnerable moments. @loisfay Dundarave, West Vancouver
STORIES
Gatherthe pricelessin your mind. Gatherthe thingsyou cannotfind or buyat an auction. Likelaughterand stories. To bereplayed on thebacks ofyour eyelids late at night. @loisfay
Summer Solstice
IT IS TIME There comes a timesomewherein the midst of June. When Mother Earthshakes outher blanket of warmsweet existence. Whispering, it is time. Queue the rhythmicsounds of bees;busily pollinatingeverything in sight. And everythingis as it should be. Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.
IN A BOOK
She needed storiesas much as the pagesof a book needed her. To escape. In a quiet cornershe read cover to coverloving & hating characters. To connect. Yes, sure she tried different scenarios onwhen storylines lingered. Long after the last page. Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.
IN THE LOW
The highs, the lows & all the way arounds. Riding so highshe canbarely see the ground. To the too highs, too lows & too many times around. Hiding in the lowshe'sno where to be found. Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.
RED DRESS
Red dress. Hanging from branchesof bare bonetrees in the month of May. Red dress. Visually, giving voiceto thosewho've been silenced. Red dress. Hauntingly beautifulas thelife you represent. May 5 is the National Day of Awareness and Action for Missing and Murdered Indigenous Women, Girls and Gender diverse people. Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.
The Waiting. . .
It is in thebeginning of waiting andnot knowing, wesuffer most. Whenunanswered questions; perilously hangin the air. Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.
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