poetry in the marking

  • The Day in the Pasture

    In his eyes, I saw the past — fields of tall grass, old friends, and the freedom of youth. This is a tribute to my Dad, a reflection on the weight he carried, the world he watched change, and the… Continue reading

    The Day in the Pasture
  • Sweet Dreamland 🧁

    Take a dreamy stroll through a land spun in candy and kissed by light. Sweet Dreamland is a whimsical poem filled with marshmallow clouds, licorice vines, and the softest kind of peace. It’s a reminder that rest can be magical—when… Continue reading

    Sweet Dreamland 🧁
  • A Poem for My Son on Graduation Day: A Journey of Grace and Growth

    From tiny hands to a strong and steady heart, this poem celebrates the incredible journey of a son stepping into the next chapter of life. Graduation is just the beginning—this is a tribute to his grace, strength, and the man… Continue reading

    A Poem for My Son on Graduation Day: A Journey of Grace and Growth
  • Whiskey Kisses

    🥃✨🌙 You don’t need fancy nights out when you’ve got stars overhead, the hum of a guitar, and the one you love beside you. “Whiskey Kisses” is a smoky-sweet Southern poem about small-town love, slow moments, and the kind of… Continue reading

    Whiskey Kisses
  • The Seasons That Speaks To My Soul

    The Seasons That Speak to My Soul 🌦️🍂🌊 Rainy days make me slow down. Sunny days help me drift. Autumn grounds me, and summer lets me dream. Each season brings its own rhythm—its own message—and somehow, a version of myself… Continue reading

    The Seasons That Speaks To My Soul
  • Sunshine

    A simple poem from my heart, written in reflection of the warmth, love, and healing I receive daily. His light is steady, strong, and full of grace. I could never repay what’s been given—so I offer my words in gratitude.… Continue reading

    Sunshine
  • We Are Not Sticks & Stones

    A house is just sticks and stones—but we are the heartbeat that brings it to life. This deeply personal reflection explores the sacred difference between the vessel that holds us and the soul that fills it. A love letter to… Continue reading

    We Are Not Sticks & Stones