Did Our Best (Poem 8 x 20)

Is it just me?, life, Metaphors in Nature, Poems

Smells like death

Rotting flesh

Nothing left 

Makeshift meds

Bloody mess

All regret 

Clean the wreck 

Make amends 

Start anew

Lose a few

Find the truth

Slice in two 


Flocks that flew

Back to you

In the tomb

Slow runner

Front gunner


Drug buster

Safe summer

Steel cutter

Flow flutter

Green gutter

Makes no sense

Deeper dense

Cleaner cleanse


Feeling tense

Falling fence

Soul to rinse


Is it right?

Keep it tight

Start a fight

On this night

Toughest plight 

In hindsight 

You were mine

If I might

Is it wrong?

Sing a song

Play along 

Bang the gong

Don’t take long

Just be gone

Fling ping pong 

Search Hong Kong 

Make a choice

Then rejoice 

Making noise

Finding voice

Rainy moist

Skin so coarse

Racing horse

Frightful Force

Sky is here

Space is near

We have fear

Changing gears

Pouring tears

Losing years

Chasing deer

Life will steer 

Forget me

Set us free

Stop and see

Wipe it clean

Sights unseen

Halo three

I’m in need

Nightmare dream

Is this real? 

I can’t feel

It’s surreal

Voids to fill

They will kill

If we’re still

Moving meals

Rusty wheels 

Soul is hot

I am not

Here to rot

In this pot

Of the lost

On the cross

You forgot 

I can’t stop 

Make it rain

Show disdain

Burn in flames

Never stay

Go away

So ashamed

Fall from Grace

Face will fade 

What am I

In this life?

Who designed 

All this plight?

A disguise 

So outright

Melting eyes

In the sky

Who are we

With disease?

Cutting keen


Can this be

All for keeps?

Play for treats

Or we leave

Peace on earth

Myths of dirt

Rip my shirt

Stop the birth

Gait or girth

Gift of myrrh

Hating her

Flesh and fur

Wars in stars

Beating hearts

Saving scars

Rip apart

Fly afar

Doors ajar

Gates to guard

Fight too hard

In this wake

We create

Signs of hate

No debate

Quickly fade

Leaves to rake

Souls forsake

Time to take

Get us home 

Save our souls

We’re alone

Off the road

Outlaw zone 

Broken phone

Losing hope 

Where to go? 

Fly it back

Now attack

Burn to black 

Trim and track

What we lack 

We distract

Make them laugh

They’ll all crack 

Let us rest

No more tests


Fallen friends

Joking jests 

People pests

Ended less

Did our best 


The Sounds that Save My Soul

Is it just me?, life, Metaphors in Nature, Pets, Poems, stories, Wildlife

The laugh – that sweet, soft, soul stopping laugh that could melt even the hardest of hearts. When you see it coming and hear its tunes, you won’t be able to stop the smile from overtaking your expressions. No one – not the coldest, saddest, or cruelest of humans can resist the chuckle of the child.

The purr – a sound to let me know that he feels safe. That he’s happy in his forever home. A tiny motor running at full power. I put my ear to his ribs and listen. Warm, comforting, gentle and pleasant.



The birds – they chirp and sing in the morning sunlight. A chorus of vast species to wake the spirit from rest.  A steady melody, one after the other. Flying, chirping, soaring from tree to tree through the early morning breeze.


Seagulls in Galveston

The howls – the pups are hungry and excited to see the first glimpse of a human face for the day. Genuine love. Genuine happiness. It radiates with their every sound. I want to leap with joy alongside them.



The music – a song for sorrow, a ballad for love, guitars for greatness, bass for battles ahead. All moods, all challenges, covered in a three minute masterpiece of instruments and melody. They play in random order, each one causing feelings to stir in my heart.

And again, the laugh – always back to the laugh of the infant. It is without a doubt or debate the single most beautiful sound ever heard by a living soul. It meshes together every wonderful moment of audio into one single note. Every memory of happiness, everyday of excitement, each pleasure circuit activated in the brain – all sparked and spinning as one when the sound of the laugh hits my ears.

These are the sounds that feed my soul. Every second of everyday, they truly save me.


The Cold in the Sun

Is it just me?, life, Metaphors in Nature

The cold came back. Don’t speak to me, I’m sulking. I hide my face under a hood and pretend no one else exists. Or rather, I pretend that I don’t exist. Either way, I’m alone, and no one can see me, touch me, or hear my cries.

I know what they want of me. I’ve always known. But I can’t. I can’t become that. God knows I’ve tried, endlessly, hopelessly. Gave everything I had inside but it wasn’t enough. Each quiet day reminds me of how I’ll never fall into place. I’m an outcast, bound to being the blistering cold anywhere I go. It’s my curse. Are you cursed, too?

I manage to find the sun from time to time, only to be reminded of what I’ll never have. The cold lets me leave for a bit. It allows me to experience the light in its purest form – from above. The light not of this earth. So far, far away. Yet, powerful enough to reach my human eyes. True power. True light. Why can I see it, why must I see it? When I can’t…touch it…it’s so far. Yet so close. Agonizing. 

The cold will let me out for a day…to see it. Just to remind me what I could never be – who I’ll never be. That light, that brings much joy to others, to everyone on the planet. I’ll never be that. But the only reason I want to be that person, is because I know I can’t be that person. When I think about it, I’m fine with the cold. It’s all I’ve ever known. It’s a place of comfort where I’m free to be as dark and doomed as my heart feels it should be.

The cold. The sun. I am one. I crave the other. Does my sun exist? Or will I always be in the cold?



A Walk in the Sun

life, Metaphors in Nature

I’m walking down the road at a relaxed pace. It’s a sunny day in spring. Everything is green. Plush, green, fresh. Like a new day after a night full of terrors. The winter is gone. Flowers bloom in every yard. Grass is being mowed continuously as the plants flourish. It smells so good, so full of life. Full of hope following the cold. I’ve been craving a day like this for months, so much that the light brings tears to my eyes.

And the sun – it’s blinding, it’s calming, and it’s warm. My skin soaks in every ray, seeking no shade. A slight breeze moves the leaves, but the day is otherwise silent. Or maybe I’ve just tuned everything else out – the cars and voices of the neighborhood, leaving the chirps of birds and swaying branches to create a song of nature in my mind.

Today is a good day, a day I see the sun without squinting. I feel no need to run and hide inside, in the shadows. I actually see the light and breathe with ease. Without pain. My filter of gray is absent today. Though it might return tomorrow, that will have to wait. In this moment, my eyes seek sunlight- pure, unaltered, genuine rays of sunshine. No gray. No shadows. If only for today, it was worth the wait. Worth suffering through the burning tears of agony that came on the coldest nights over the previous months. I always pushed through, because I knew another day of sun would eventually come.

And on the next day of gloom doom, I’ll think back to this day. I’ll remember what it was like to see the sun in her true purity. Solar strength to last through the blackest, coldest, gray. I love you, Sun. You save me. 


This is Why Humans are like the Sun

life, Metaphors in Nature

Metaphors for human life exist all throughout nature – if we take the time to observe and compare. Seeing the parallels between your life and the lives of creatures and natural phenomenons all throughout the universe will help you feel connected to something greater than the modern, manipulated society.

This post will discuss the similarities between a single human life and the Sun above. To be clear, this will NOT be claiming that the world revolves around humans. Human beings are important, but not the center of the solar system.

However there are some other, more humbling parallels among ourselves and that bright star we circle each year.

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Here is how the Sun is like your human life:

1 – Throughout life, you will rise and fall repeatedly. 

We all have ups and downs. Often when things seem as if they cannot stray any further downhill – further, in fact, they can go. On the other hand, after persevering through the difficult times you will see your life starting to brighten once again.

Life grows arduous, and life shifts upward. It’s normal and natural for the universe to knock you down and pick you back up over and over throughout the years you live.

Don’t let the dark times ruin the good, and don’t let the good times leave you in despair during the dark days.

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Rise and fall – it’s what we’re built to do – just like the Sun. Sunrise/Sunset. Soulrise/Soulset.

2 – You need rest. 

Rest is often seen as weakness or laziness in our modern world. Aren’t you supposed to be cleaning your home or doing laundry on the weekend instead of staying in bed all day? …Not necessarily.

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We are only human and if the mighty bright Sun needs to go down and have a few hours hours out of the spotlight, then so do we. Don’t make the mistake of neglecting to give yourself rest and time to relax in peace.

3 – You can radiate your light to the those around you. 

Within your soul resides wisdom and strength that others can benefit from. Be like the Sun and radiate your uniqueness to the world. Don’t hide it in fear or lack of confidence.

Laughter, positive messages, and kindness are contagious. They each have the ability to scatter their rays of light across this darkened world, but only if each human is brave enough to let out his/her inner light.

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Learn to be like the sun and throw those beams of light out each day, consistently. Don’t ask for permission, just go for it.

4 – You are built – mentally and physically – to keep moving. 

Growing settled in one place, or sticking in one toxic situation is something we’re all guilty of. It’s often scary to keep moving in life, but it’s also something we need to do.

Life is too short to dwell. Sitting idly is never good for anyone’s health. Always strive to explore – whether it’s new places on earth or new areas within yourself.

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The Sun above is in constant motion, as we humans should be, too. The second we give up on further movement of our minds and bodies is the second we give up on life. Just as if the Sun stopped moving, destruction comes when we sit in place for too long.

Do you see that your human life parallels the actions of the Sun? How amazing is it that our little lives mimic the behavior of the life giving star we see everyday?

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Thank you for reading this post, and go check out the Sun today. Feel the power in your soul and know that you and that star are the same.

And have an awesome day. 🙂

Carly Twelve