Category: Poetry

Here we are in the last few of the darkest days of the year with the most yearning for light.

In a land with rolling mountains and clouds meeting the horizon, I find me trapped in a cage of nerves.

Sometimes I complain over and over again that I feel like I am drowning.
But then I remember that I am a deep water fish.

The white pages of a book with black letters tell a story everyone can read.

I have an opponent who fights a good fight.

Every day I am reminded to be grateful.

I’m a space scientist and I study me some space.