RACHEL MEDINA - POEMS

Rachel Medina lives in the Pacific Northwest where she works in healthcare by day and wordsmithing by night. She writes poetry and prose, both long and short. When she is not writing, Rachel can often be found outside walking nature trails or inside clicking bamboo needles with yarn.

​Decomposed Motherhood

​Scatter my ashes in the sea,
I told them,
I want to travel the world.
But they would not.
My children buried my ashes
in the ground,
below the tree in the backyard
where I dreamed of being free.
Synthesized with the oak,
unyielding foliage suffocates,
as I strain towards the open sky,
longing to burst through and
kiss the clouds,
ride the wind to the farthest reaches.
Trapped inside these branches
when death
should have been my release,
forced to shelter them still.
 

​Love in Rehab

​Don’t fall in love in rehab
because every rock bottom has a trap door.
I know it’s true,
he told me.
But every time I go back,
he’s never there.
Maybe he did better.
Maybe he did worse.

I squint in the sunshine and watch the door.

​Coastal Cadence

​Beach sky beckons
to move beyond
the urban rhythm of life
find a smoother pulse.
Waves rush in and cool weary feet
tickling toes with bubbles and sand
easing minds into a pattern
emptying ricochet thoughts
with a shoreline ebb and flow.
Sun-warmed skin and salty lips
hair dancing in the breeze
eyes diverted from mundane daily urgency to
focus on the far horizon where
azure sky kisses an aquamarine ocean as

coastal cadence restores inner harmony.