February 2026
Day 9 - [ ‘be’ ]
A subtle word marks the wound,
The cavity opens into wild emotion,
Stunned by the violent lurch,
Consumed by unyielding fear,
Pause...Breathe...Name,
Leave me melancholy emprise.
Day 10 - [ ‘faded’ ]
There are days when the sky is gray,
When the wind does not blow and nothing remarkable occurs,
It is not the hope of a bright blue sky with piercing rays,
It is not the inverted warmth of heavy snowfall,
These days are dull and anticipatory,
Here, we find ourselves faded.
Day 11 - [ ‘distorted’ ]
Past scorns revealed,
What amongst them is true?
Ignored by time,
Bred into indignation,
Where is love?
Kindness must prevail,
Be gentle my soul,
Steady your outflow.
Day 12 - [ ‘liminal‘ ]
A space between,
One moment deep within a hectic maze,
Another resting in front of an open landscape,
The duplicity of life,
We are caught in the middle,
Or maybe strategically placed,
And yet possibly by choice,
Ruminations hold us back,
Movement,
Forward pressure,
Keep us alive,
A delighted heart,
Welcoming spirits,
Keep our smile.
Day 13 - [ ‘depth’ ]
For some there is safety in the deep,
It is even romanticized,
Here we are home,
It is not dark or sad,
For the most interesting pieces rest here,
Wisdom from the terrain of life,
The bridging of nuance,
Bittersweet,
Both held,
Both accepted,
It is the integration of life and death,
It is to stand in the sun without analyzing the shadow it casts.
Day 14 - [ ‘lassitude’ ]
We reach the final arc of the days rotation,
Our form overtaken by a sense of enervation,
Met with a fatigue resembling comfort,
Like waking slightly numb from a midday nap,
Arms rather weak and faintly heavy,
Fingers with new found sensitivity,
The objects around us softer to the touch,
With each tick eyes grow heavy,
Shallow breaths betray our will,
We sink into a cloud of synthetic laze,
Responsibility passed over giving way to relief,
Soothed by the solace of rest,
The future can wait a bit longer,
The pace of the world can diminish,
The beaming light of society can contract,
Movement becomes unnatural,
Restlessness envelops bones,
Nervousness agitates flesh,
We give ourselves permission to pause,
To just be,
And to fade out of existence.
Day 15 - [ ‘visceral‘ ]
Penetrating ache,
An electric turn of the stomach,
A knot in the throat,
Turbulence defines all,
Alone,
Without companion to understand,
The impossible faced,
Legs failed into tumble,
Today's internal battle is lost,
Maybe tomorrow will have mercy and not appear,
Pain cannot be sustained,
These tears will scar the skin.