in spare moments, poetry

feathered aching
honey, milk and 
a life perfumed with salt water
dipping into cold,
the waves kiss the shore
 the taste of raspberries
sunsets and sunrises 
a campfire
long, stretched nights
emotion that softly tears

fully alive

“I was within and without, simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life.”
― F. Scott FitzgeraldThe Great Gatsby


Softness falls and tenderness swarms; birds, grass rushing in wind, distant laughter, the porch swing, a warm, loose summer mornings that leak with the deep expression of life.  How often do we forget to stay soft; the swelling of life is heartaches and love and longing that piles and pushes until it is released. Life slips into an orgasmic state of joy; it reels with simplicity and in simplicity and Christ alone we find wholeness.

God will fulfil that which He fills; has He given you a desire?  Be strong, take heart, and wait for the Lord.

brydie and chris / brooklyn farm wedding