Wanderer

With the wind by my side

And the sun behind me

No place seems too far

Distance has no limit

Even with the odds against me

Remembering that I am love

Every step that I take

Remembering that I am light

I am…the Wanderer

2.12.2020

Once a upon a time in Humboldt

Happiness is

Happiness is…

Laughing until tears appear

Watching a butterfly flutter in the air

Feeling the wind grace your face

Smelling the scent of magnolias blooming

Touching the surface of the water’s healing

Happiness is…

Reading poetry in the grass

Enjoying in all the small things

Allowing beautiful moments to create life

Loving yourself every second of every day

Choosing Happiness. Always.

2.7.2020

Where Broken Hearts Do Not Mend

Alone

Alone

I don’t deserve to be alone

To be forgotten

And pushed to the side

Because your fantasies

Don’t allow me inside

Because your preferences

Dont allow me room

Because now all I do

Is sit in gloom

Alone

All alone

And its no where I want to be

No where I deserve to be

No where you deserve to be

Alone

Where broken hearts do not mend

Where roads miss the bend

Where tragedy strikes yet again

But I don’t want to be alone

But I dont want to be alone

I don’t deserve to be

Alone

[12.14.2011]

Lindsey’s Inspiration

Hello!

So I figured I should let you all know a little about me and this journey I’ve been on. Let’s go back in time…

I’m a California girl, born and raised. Currently living in Texas. Fell in love with poetry at a fairly young age, but didn’t really start writing it until I was in junior high. Come to think of it, I think I know when I fell in love. Has anyone seen the movie Poetic Justice (starring Janet Jackson and Tupac)? Well in the movie, Janet was a poet. Her poems in the movie were poems written by Maya Angelou (may her beautiful soul rest in peace). My favorite to this day is “Alone. “

“Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.”

That part of the poem has stuck with me to this day. Anyways, I have always been a person who kept to her self most of the time, in regards to internal feelings. As I have grown, that seems to be changing. When I was a teenager- we all know teens, your world turns upside down with emotions! How I dealt? Writing and art. So one journal turned into nine…almost 20 years later. I entered a few of those poetry.com contests back in high school (my work is still in on their site the last time a checked), wrote poems for friends and family, submitted a few to my college’s poetry zine, and performed one poem in person. With all that, the majority of my poems have never been seen or heard.

My art was my therapy. My words, the paint on canvas, anything I did to ease my mind. But words are different than paint- at least I think. So I held on to them tight, never thinking to show the world. Until one day, I thought why not? Other people have spoken their words, and their words made an impact on me. I’m not it for the “fame,” to have my name in everyone’s mouth. But if I help someone else find their voice, I would have accomplished my goal. My purpose in this life is to inspire others…this is just one way.

I will share a favorite poem of mine on my next entry. Until then….

Peace and Love!

Lindsey 🙂