Close your eyes

And I will wake you

To a real life

A thing of dreams

A king of dreams

I’ve seen you’re dark

I’ve felt your guilt

You have no secrets

Every yearning thought

I’ll spin into a web

That traps your heart

Until you rise

Screaming

Life passes through me
Like neutrinos through the earth
As if I’m not even here
Just a ghost before a light
And there is no part of me deep enough
To capture the interactions
That occur throughout my day
I would collect these moments
If i could
But they are water in sieve
Run out and away

Based on the outstanding series Supergirl: Woman of Tomorrow, I expect this movie will be a powerful exploration of trauma, pain and the struggle to rise above it all.

this horse is running
like it’s never run before
and you got to hold on
hold on for dear life
or let go and see where
where you’ll be thrown
just grab the reins
that’s all it’ll take
just pull back
and the whole thing stops
the whole stands still
and it just breathes
as it steams in the cool
and comes to realize
it can rest from time to time
it can sit and graze
it can sit and watch the days
come slower than before
dripping golden
from horizon to horizon –
a thing that can be enjoyed
and not just feared.

There was a copse of birch
Shining silver in the starlight
From which to get shade
From which to get parchment
To write dreams on
Until arose the apple tree
Laden with that red fruit
Now cut the birch
In a fit of rage
Burn their bones
Sit alone In the ashes

Fall blanket of snow

Cleanse the world in white

Our at least

Hide its sins

Beneath a mask of purity

Until the rebel sun comes

To reveal the truth

There is a coal

Smoldering within

That takes but a breath

To kindle a fire

And light a way forward;

It is growing,

I feel it glowing

Casting brazen shadows

On the way ahead.

In the cold and white

Beneath a bright sun

Everything is over-exposed

We are over-exposed

But when we remain unmoving

When we hold our breath

And simply stop

And simply listen

We hear the things we never hear

There is the woodpecker

There is the ice

Expanding beneath the snow

Echoing in otherworldly thrums

While in the distance – cars

And we stand in stillness

We become the stillness

I can hear

The sound of breathing

Rhythmic next to me

In the middle of the night

Like a soft sung lullaby

Taking me to safe places;

It is the antidote to isolation

And a reminder of the fortune

That has favored me

Today there is joy

And we do not know why

Not even where

We take it in like sun

On a day

That was supposed to be grey

We store it in jars

To pour out in times of darkness

Like fine wine shared together

Over whispers and under covers

Today there is joy

A welcome friend.