Tag: personal

• Slack Jaw

  As a challenge to myself, I have been working on learning one song a month to post at the end of each month of 2020. This first song is a cover of Sylvan Esso’s “Slack Jaw”, mostly learned by ear from listening to their live recordings. A simple song, but one that has always resonated […]

  Bria Rose

  January 31, 2020

  Life, Love, Music, spiritual, Thoughts

  create, creative, experience, female singer, Music, personal, piano, piano playing, playing, sing, slack jaw, Sylvan Esso

• Hopeful, the Spirit

  “If someone does not want me it is not the end of the world. But if I do not want me, the world is nothing but endings.” — Nayyirah Waheed And so the year has turned to its close, and as I heal from wounds of my own choosing, I find myself turning introspective again. […]

  Bria Rose

  January 8, 2020

  dream interpretation, dreams, Life, Love, Poetry, spiritual, Thoughts

  creative writing, Introspection, Life, Love, Nayyirah Waheed, personal, Poetry, writing

• Some Personal Poetry

  I am signaling you through the flames. The North Pole is not where it used to be. Manifest destiny is no longer manifest. Civilization self-destructs. Nemesis is knocking at the door. What are poets for, in such an age? What is the use of poetry? The state of the world calls out for poetry to […]

  Bria Rose

  October 28, 2019

  Death, Family, Life, Love, Poetry, spiritual

  creative writing, decisions, Life, personal, Poetry, writing, youth

• A Life Lived in Flowers

  “A garden to walk in and immensity to dream in–what more could he ask? A few flowers at his feet and above him, the stars.” –Victor Hugo, Les Misérables “Mommy, why do flowers have to die?” I was a bit taken aback by such a big question coming from such a little person. But then […]

  Bria Rose

  April 11, 2019

  Family, History, Life, Love, Photography, spiritual, Thoughts

  beloved, child, Family, hike, Introspection, kid, Liam, Life, light, Love, meditation, mortality, North carolina, personal, Reflections, single mom, spiritual, Thoughts, Time, Victor Hugo

• Mourning in the Digital Age (pt. 2/3)

  There are fathers who do not love their children; there is no grandfather who does not adore his grandchild. –Victor Hugo After grieving for Sammy throughout most of my childhood, death, at some point, became merely a distant threat again. I thought of him most days, admittedly do even now, but tears had subsided into […]

  Bria Rose

  March 12, 2019

  Death, Family, Life, Love, spiritual, Thoughts

  Death, Family, grief, grieving, Introspection, Life, Love, mourning, personal, Victor Hugo

• Mourning in the Digital Age (pt. 1/3)

  I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely.  CrownedWith lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned. –Edna St. Vincent […]

  Bria Rose

  March 5, 2019

  Death, Life, Love, spiritual, Thoughts, Uncategorized

  Death, experience, france, grief, Life, loss, Love, memories, mortality, mourning, personal, Poetry, technology