New Podcast Episode!

Greetings! Welcome to April.

I have been spring cleaning, and have been finishing up some projects which I know you are going to really enjoy!

The latest episode of Wendy Says Things is out now!

Don’t miss it!

Wendy Says Things Episode 2 Talking with Tonya Part 3 is available to listen here.

Couple (with audio)

They look over the water

From grizzled visage

The years layered and weathered

On sentinel faces

She wonders if spring will come soon

And if the family of mallards will return this year

He is watching a crow fly and doesn’t answer

She did not need him to answer

After so many years

The most important conversations were silent

They overlook

They withstand the changing seasons

Growing older

Perhaps growing wiser

It’s hard to tell from here

Watching the bark shift in the dancing light

I think they are happy there

Together by the water

As their silences span days, and months, and years

I visit when I can

And listen to the wisdom

Left unsaid

Thrumming from the tree which

Holds them sacred

Vigilant couple

Watching over the water

Keeping an eye on the sky

I’ll be back

I tell them

But they know that maybe I will

And maybe I won’t

After I’ve left she tells him

They always think they know

And that’s their biggest flaw

He looks at the sky, empty now

And holds his peace

Two Worlds

Then and now

A foot in the past, and a foot in the present

Straddling what went before

A bridge of doubt attached to this moment

Now and then

One foot in present as the other moves

Gamely toward the future

Here and there

One foot in this place as one crosses

Every potential to a new state

A new town

One step from where I came from

One step to where I go

Spinning from the stories of what might

Have beens and maybes

Holding what will be loosely

Unformed

Brimming with hope

Beaming with light

And it’s still one small trip to the

Grocery store

And where will I get boxes

And how will I pack up this little life

And leave behind

The comfort of not much

To reach forward to something

Undefined

A thousand decisions

And a giant leap

Across the chasm of uncertainty

I might fall through

I might fly

But I can’t stay here

Like this

When it’s time to go

I’m gone

Additional offerings:

Fragile (with audio)

Sandcastles and porcelain

The ice layer formed just above flowing water

A second day bruise

We build and build

Careers

Identity

Relationships

Longing for longlasting

Pieced together like paper thin ice

Over an air pocket above flowing water

Drop the porcelain

See it shatter into sharp shards

Watch the waves of time wash away the work

Of a lifetime

And we build and build

Ants pouring out of a nest to remove and replace

Each misplaced grain of sand disturbed by the giant feet of fate

And one day we breathe

A pause in the scurry-hurry tedium

And listen to who we are

Who we are

Who are we

What are we

A small flame in the dark night

The rise of the sun glowing on the horizon

The waves reaching for the shore

Coming close then retreating

The sprout of a seed in a slow rise to heaven

Breathing life into every action

Breathing love into every thought

We leave building behind us

And reveal ourselves

The revelation arrived on the breath

The flow unstoppered flows from the vessel

Nothing has changed

Everything is different

The outer is still fragile

Unforgiving

Inside is strength eternal

Compassionate

We dare to love

We dare to dream

Building once again with reverence

Building once more with intention

Understanding that it will

Of course

All wash away

It will shatter

And it is worth it

Still

Additional offerings:

Frostbit

The cold seeped almost to the bone

Fingers and toes

If my heart were made from fingers and toes

I radiate warmth and heat

Even while the hoarfrost grows thicker

Deeper

When you come in from the cold the weight hurts

The toes and the fingers start to hurt

Where they were numb

Dangerous to plunge them into hot water

Warm them up slowly

Trickle love into a frostbit heart

Slowly, so slow, and a little slower

Warm not hot

It will take some time to adjust

They love so much so much so much

And it hurts like too much warmth too fast

It’s needed and it hurts, but you don’t want to say

Because you don’t want them to feel bad

Or go away

How to say that it hurts

It’s not them or their love or the words they say

It’s that the cold has been there so long

Everything numb

And the warmth allows feelings

And the feelings hurt which had been frozen

As they thaw and it melts through tears which

Can’t stop, and won’t stop

But they do stop

People stay and tears stop

It just takes a little time near the fire

Not too close, a little closer the warmer you get

After a while it doesn’t hurt when they love so much

Much is repaired by the hearth

And the frost melts away

In out of the cold

Kicked to the Curb (with Audio)

On a dingy curb they sat

She in a dress once white

Grubby ruffles sliding down

From scabbed knees

Bare feet in the gutter

A thin arm wrapped around

His shoulders boney under

A faded blue shirt

His grim shorts matched

The grey cement

She called his name as she

Held him

Grabbed his elbows then

Wove her arms into his

The traffic in front of them

Pulsed in fumes and beats

Music poured out from cracked

Windows

Behind them legs took people

Quickly to their next appointment

She called his name

She called his name

I need you, she said

She called his name

I’m sorry, so sorry, so sorry

She called his name

Please survive

I will find you

In this bubble outside of time

Pact struck

Within the swirling city

That never was

Children who never were young

Spit on palms and clasped hands

Making promises

For the future

Writing hope into the lamplight

Singing dirges to the past

Drawing stick figures in grime

A couple kissing

Two in love

Encircled by an asymmetric heart

And when they woke

To another day in hell

Apart and never parted

Hanging on by a thin thread

Woven from a fragment of a

Dream half remembered

Until the day it was needed

“I’m glad you made it,” she said

“I feel selfish for needing you to survive that.”

“I hope you found some joy in the sunlight,

And laughter in the wind,

And peace in the water,

And love growing up from the soil.”

Possibilities swirled around them

Standing there between the light

And the Abyss

A single path began to coalesce

As he slid his hand into hers

“I said I would find you,” he told her

Every star in the sky became a blossom

Every flower in the meadow burst into flames

Birds became dragons

Whales flew through purple skies

Smoke curled up from stone chimney

A cat slept next to a dog in front of the hearth

They curled together under a blanket on the couch

She began to read to him from an unfinished book

When he closed his eyes for a moment

Under the words she spoke, he heard her call his name

And his name meant home to her

And so he stayed

monochrome photo of person sitting on curb
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Bowed Arrows

Shafts of light unbranched

Fledged from heart and mind

Notched against time’s quivering string

Piercing darkened veils of night

Cold crystal truth released

Aloft and straight in flight

Love glides through past

And present plights

In a moment sundering

Generations hold

Cauterized with blazing ice

A new future to unfold

Direct from me to We

Hope for all beholden

silhouette of wind vane
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Wendy Says Things Episode 2 Part 2.5 is Out Now

On Wendy Says Things, we have been talking with Tonya, a health and wellness practitioner, and long time activist. There’s still time to catch up on the podcasts before part 3 of Episode 2 comes out. There are plenty of resources, articles, and links in the show notes.

If you’re here for the poetry, more will be coming soon!

There are no coincidences, they are spiritually aligned events falling into the pattern as they were meant to.” ~ Tonya Floyd

And so, what we do is we minimize things that happened in the past that were traumatic. We use nostalgia to distance ourselves from the things in the past that we could bring forward that are positive when we should be doing the opposite. You know, with our traumas we could bring them forward to heal. With the things that are nourishing, we can bring them forward to nourish us.” ~ Wendy Kheiry