Lights overhead, grounding underfoot, and a quiet yes from the night. Merry Christmas fellow travelers 🙏

a soft, bright ache of color
reminding me that even on the days
I am tired of carrying myself,
the world still burns beautifully
right beside my shoulder.

It seems silly to say now,

but I have a nice back scratcher.

I bought it when no one was around.

I mention it only because I’m looking at it now

while I hold him in my arms,

and his father dies too

It has a wooden handle, it retracts;

it has a little plastic comb on the end.

@nerdhalen.com is official 🤓

I’ve been a really busy bee
finishing my first degree
and look what Father brought to me
this morning on my SUV 😊

When the darkness lingers but light comes shining through the green in this world.

I want to nap inside the tiny lights reflected in your eyes.

Carrying a heavy load with as much levity as I can muster.

Sometimes this is my life and I want those minutes back.

Weathered Heart

All I can do is hold you.

All I can do is be here.

All I can do is write this poem.

We just lay here in silence

We can’t go back.

A pop of fall color amid a forest of evergreens is a gift from above

The cold wind outside my window sounds like waves crashing through the trees. California Dreaming in my head.

Sometimes even morning toast seems poetic 😊

The black cows in the pasture, like ravens-a murder of them