day 145

standing at the shore of my unmet expectations i watch for signs of your fortitude, to swim against the tide surpass your own hesitation, and advance. 5.25.17

tigers (day 144)

show me your tiger teeth sandpaper tongue hungering for more than you deserve. red raw, crimson red… though i may snarl, ready to fight, gaze at me strong, unwavering and i’ll slick down my fur, retract my pearly claws and stretch out beside you 5.24.17 [Image Source]

day 143

wrap the stars in my arms so that no one will see their light they are mine, all mine as i dance with them throughout the night 5.23.17

day 142

the ground, like a sponge, soaked up the rain emboldening birds looking for worms to leave their tree sanctuaries and descend, red breasts puffed proudly as they hop among the flowers sprung up like colorful trumpets letting the birds play their song of thirst and joy in the morning sun the earth…

day 141

i carried the weight of your love within me heart unable to relax or rest, never coming home to nest, in time i set you free the burden of all you were still remained i asked the earth if it would reclaim, but in the months of sun and rain, it never…

first beach day (day 140)

in the sand i shed my strength baring what i feared to share faced the waves openly entering the ocean’s lair i let the sea battle me each wave a punch, push or shove, know i was sure to fail until i learned to dance above when the sand had left its…

day 139

ready to shift, unburden it all, converting the static into movement, catalyzing the force to journey on 5.19.17 [Image Source]

day 138

suspended in a liquid state i flow from this world to the next careful not to dive too far into the depths of dreams seaweed dances as i descend entwining my limbs in temptation to never emerge once more from its intoxication 5.18.17

day 137

moss canopy shades my walk as the sun vainly tried to shine through air is silent, heavy with future heat, coating my skin in slick moisture while legions of insects stand by, ready to feed 5.17.17 Image © Eliza Alys Young

day 136

night unwraps its shroud to reveal the glint of sun waking me with bewilderment from deeply layered sleep amongst lush flora overgrowing the presence of man while wild beasts mingle free 5.16.17 [Image Source]

day 135

coddled by the comfort of my familiar bed i rejuvenate, casting off the incepid cloak of exhaustion, for a lighter wrap of slightly weary 5.15.17

day 134

this morning we gather our transitory sprawl, checking in corners and under beds, lest we leave and unwanted souvenir soon to join the traveling herd, a caravan to the north until we arrive at the sanctity of our island 5.14.17

day 133

i’m spent like the last quarter in the jukebox playing its final song of the evening to which i reluctantly agree to dance undone, with the weight of exhaustion which permeates me from the soles of my feet through roots of my hair 5.13.17

day 132

corralled we merge obediently following the path of the herd identities obfuscated in the cult of the mouse 5.12.17

day 131

change has announced its arrival together we embark as the doors slide open to the next adventure en route we journey past endless signs for other potential ventures until at last we settle in our temporal home 5.11.17

day 130

at night i track the stars as they traverse the sky each one a special moment in a life that has passed by light trails span across miles piercing darkness as they shine expansiveness of all that’s been possibilities unconfined 5.10.17