Thankful November, IX

Thankful today for:

Lunch with a friend,
with whom I happen
to be related.

Orange chicken, fried rice,
and especially crab rangoons.

A church service with family,
and dad's quiet singing voice
as the hymn's play.

A happy dog
and a snuggly bed.

Thankful November, VII

Today, I am thankful for:

Friends and laughter,
ramen noodles and whipped cream
(best when consumed separately)

Family and cold pizza,
lazy nights at home

And blessings innumerable
that I am reminded of through song

Overwhelmed

I have fallen under a pile

of hard work and timely tasks

and I've been trying my hardest

to pull myself out,

with no luck. 

Slowly, eventually,

I will stand on top again.

Developing Story Resurfaced

I am working on a story,
that has been hiding for too long.

Words that I wrote so long ago,
characters who never really left.

Thankful November, VI

Today I am blessed with:

Good company and
delicious soup

Caring parents and
a sleepy dachshund

Heating pads and
a warm bed

The comforts of
being home

Thankful November, V

Today I am thankful for:

A good meal with
many friends

A cinnamon- hazelnut latte
and pumpkin muffins

The beauty of a fall day
in Nebraska

Laughter and singing
before (and during)
a drive home

Dancing

Windows open,

sun shining over her,

as she dances 

like no one has ever seen,

allowing every dark thought

to fall to the ground

"Shake it out

shake it out

oh woah

and it's hard to dance 

with the devil on your back,

so shake him out."

Her arms open wide,

she spins with a smile

forgetting every burden

as the music plays,

and only she can hear it.

*Quote taken from Shake it Out by Florence and the Machine*

Thankful November, IV

Thankful for:

Friends, both close
and far, in proximity
and my heart, who listen,
and talk, who care
and are always by my side, new
and old, all warming my heart.

Fireplace

Missing you tonight,

as I sit in my room

wrapped up in a blanket

Wishing the warmth

of the living room fire

could reach me this far away

Hoping to make it through

one more week

so I can come home once again.

Thankful November, III

Thankful today for:

Good books
by people I've never met.

Encouraging words
by people that I have.

Prayers said
by more people than I know.

Bustling

Christmas trees already going up,
popping up in windows
while Christmas music plays in stores.

And I wonder if people have forgotten,
that in between then and now
is a different holiday altogether.

A season of thanksgiving
in the midst of a shopping fury,
people preparing for December 25th.

Which causes me to think,
shouldn't we be thankful always,
not just in this season?

Moving Forward?

How can I possibly
string together the words
to describe each moment
perfectly?

How can I relay to you
the meaning of each meeting,
when I can't get the words
out of my throat?

How can I ever say goodbye,
if I can't explain the hellos?

Quotable

Quotes by famous authors

surround my mind 

and hold my heart

in a feeling of warmth 

that I hope to one day 

reproduce.

Their words like a blanket

hold me in a feeling 

that I can barely explain,

only to say that a smile creeps

slowly across my face.

It is these words

that I grasp to as I try 

to come up with a theme

for my own writing.

Thankful November, II

Thankful in this moment for:

Coffee brewed
by loving hands.

Old friends who are
always a phone call away.

Carefree moments
of laziness and laughter.

And brick roads in town
that stir up memories.

Thankful November, I

Thankful today for:

Sunshine and warmth,
when it should be getting cold.

Leaves that fall from the trees
in a colorful fury.

Memories that surface like
pictures in a dream.

Family and friends
who, though far away, feel close.

Unforgettable

Smile upon my face,
sun shining in my soul;
a mind at ease
in the calm of a storm.

Blessings innumerable
fill my  heart.

Think Tank

What if this
and what if that
ideas run through my head
so quickly
that I can barely hold on
and sometimes
a good idea gets stuck
and I want to write it down
and forget
so just like that it's gone
and I'm back at square one.

Soundtrack

A song is a memory,
projected from a stereo
or speakers in a crowd.

And no matter where I am,
or who I'm with,
there are certain songs
that take me instantly back to
single moments,
or ingrained memories.

Words strung together
by someone I've never met
seem to flow through my head
like a soundtrack,
as pictures of you pass by
like slides.

So I turn the station,
or leave the room,
but the soundtrack
is on repeat in my mind,
just as it always has been.

November 1st

Moments fly by so quickly,

one blink, another day gone,

I hold on tight but can't stall

time from pushing forward.