Heavy Lids

Our eyes do not open when the clock sounds its orders we rise as sleepwalkers to the rhythm of the alarm staggering into action we navigate blindly out of our beds the familiar floors and walls welcoming our morning stumbles - Caroline A. Slee

Stopwatch #MondayBlogs

Photo by Alla Eddine Taleb on Pexels.com Stopwatch #MondayBlogs The breath catches the drumming heart racing steps from shade to shade the breeze chills running across sweat salt blinding the eyes as sun dances behind clouds the breath catches for the finish line unfound the race that does not end chasing all that cannot be … Continue reading Stopwatch #MondayBlogs

Posture

Small shifts push into change a gentle motion to heal the body rest to restore and a surface to support us until pain falls away and strength returns - Caroline A. Slee

Safety

Photo by Tom Fisk on Pexels.com Safety The air is sweet beneath a gentle sky a lie to cover the fumes we pull in the air is death without escape bucking trends and breaking statistics the old diseases thrive in these skies consumptive collapsing into dust while the message stays strong stays on its point … Continue reading Safety

Mirth

Mirth is a happy surprise the sudden explosion of joy interrupting the mundane the day-to-day to set us to a new vibration light and bright bringing the sun within - Caroline A. Slee

Soft Edges

Through the haze of sleepy eyes the world fades to soft edges a vague impression of shape color and movement blurred through the weight of sleeplessness the day takes on its form lived twice in the planning before the sun begins to rise ~ Caroline A. Slee

Footfalls

Photo by RF._.studio on Pexels.com Creating their own rhythm a dance meant for endurance guiding breath into purpose setting the heartbeat's pace cadence driving the day shifting the journey to a parallel path chasing the horizon as we leave the chaos behind - Caroline A. Slee

Suppression #MondayBlogs

The lungs resist oxygen as the body resists the world the attempt at life in an inhospitable climate inherent strength is gone a thing of the past facing system failure in a half-life twilight seeking drive searching for hope wishing for ground that could steady but still I resist acceptance refusing still another new normal … Continue reading Suppression #MondayBlogs

Adapt

Seasons awaken us as we are swamped towering waves as the earth trembles and quakes but we awaken at last to see a path to change the way through to survival and final victory - Caroline A. Slee

A Rush of Blood

A rush of blood feeds the muscles over hills and down again across the flats through the wall continuing beyond the fire the fatigue the burning protest for finish lines and the accomplishment fed by a rush of blood - Caroline A. Slee