Shadows Before Spring

A Poem

Every so often the deep dive into my aloneness sprouts words in my mind, whispers in my ear, and I must quickly find something to write with. This poem is such a result of intentionally creating space for discomfort.

For writers, and I would say artists, it is essential to honor one’s darkness and intentionally venture into the shadows to open what is nameless in the light, put words and rhythm to it, to confess one’s sins to the darkness.

This poem is for patrons. Normally my posts are open to all, however, those of you who support my work are invested in many ways, not only financially. I feel you can trust me and I can trust you with the more delicate aspects of my life. That includes my poetry.

I am currently working on a book of poems, bringing together so many that I have hidden for years. Perhaps this intention is what made this one available to me, a promise that I can continue to dive deep and be rewarded with my heart on the page.

I will continue to edit this poem but felt compelled to share it with you in its primal state now. Why? Because the world is crazy and we are all feeling a bit lonely and lost.

Thank you for reading and I hope that my words touch something in you that connects all of us in our journeys. If it does, please do let me know.

Shadows Before Spring

Have you ever been so

lonely

you could hear your heartbeat

echo against the silent walls of your

life,