Rented

I rent myself out

There's no fee charged

But rented all the same

Bits and pieces of my time

My brain, my heart, my soul

Used up by strangers and the known

All the same, all for brief moments

They don't take for the sake of me

Only for themselves, for what I bring

So unlike those moments I once had

Moments of giving freely 

Moments of being me 

Unmoored

Displaced and foundering as an unmoored boat

Sea foam flecked swells and gale force winds

Longing for a home I no longer have, untethered 

The home I found so unexpectedly and learned

Finally what home was, what it meant to be

Fully and unabashedly myself with another 

It's never been a place, that's only drywall and wood

Once again I'm a seeker and soon, a wanderer. 

Silence

Snow is silent

An all encompassing  removal

Of  every wavelength of sound

A hushing that extends out

To every molecule as it falls

Silencing even the thoughts 

That speak so loudly within

Sunny days, idyllic as they seem

Are loud, cacophonous, unabated

Get me back to winter days

Snowflakes falling as a curtain

Striking the flat grey water

And bringing me silence