Author: PoetessLaureate

I am a writer, counselor, and student of human behavior with a particular fascination for the unseen forces that organize our lives. My work combines psychology, field theory, complexity theory, attachment, and personal reflection to explore how people become who they are, how they change, and how they become entangled in one another’s stories. Psychological Cartography is my ongoing effort to map the terrain of the mind and the relational fields we inhabit. Through essays, poetry, and original concepts, I explore topics such as emotional contagion, projective identification, identity formation, social influence, and the hidden architectures of human connection. This is a place for curiosity, reflection, and the search for deeper coherence.

I will reap what I sow

I plant these seeds without greed.

I know one day they will grow.

 
Valuable fruit.. will overflow.Rainbow

And although I hunger now…

No disparaging word will halt the growth of what I sow.
 
 
 

(it was fun!) …just let it be done

it was easy to let you go,
you see I never invested much.
 
i did not love you,
our union an unnatural phase run amuck.
 
we could not catch it,
we could not grasp the reins.
the maddening pace INSANE!
 
essentially it was not meant to be,
we had a good run.. you & me,
but it got stale, it did not grow,
now our separate ways we go.
 
 
 

Anticipation

HotGive it to me!
 
Why the hell am I waiting?
 
I want this badly!
 
Yes I require much more than I have been given,
 
Nevertheless driven to manifest my visual,
 
Leaving pleasantries residual..
 
The foundation for our love.
 
 

Fugue State

Wilted roseThis is just a bad trend.
 
Hoping to go to sleep and wake up to its end.
 
 
Wake up, and I’m like,
 
"Oh NO!
 
Not this!
 
AGAIN!"
 
Uncanny de’ja’ vu I would love to dismiss.
 
A rendezvous, I’d have done better to miss.
 
 
Now  lost thoughts dumped into the unconscious,
 
Flooded in from the black abyss.