Between Bruises & Blooms
A poetry archive for the things that bruise us, the things that bloom anyway, and everything we become in between.
Welcome to the library. Here you’ll find poetry and reflections rooted in motherhood, grief, love, survival, healing, darkness, nature, and the ordinary moments that refuse to stay ordinary.
Latest Writing
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The Things I Can’t Remember
A sleepless mother searches photographs and memory for pieces of the daughter she had too little time to know.
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Manitoba Thunder
A Manitoba storm gathers over the prairie, turning wind, wheat, lightning, and thunder into something almost alive.
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The Name of the Monster
A mother finally learns the medical name behind her daughter’s loss—and begins laying down guilt that was never hers to carry.
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The First Hello
A quiet first sign of labor becomes the beginning of a life-changing journey into motherhood.
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Embers
A quiet spark of desire grows beneath rain-soft glances, moonlit silence, and everything neither person is ready to name.
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October 17th, 2015 — The Morning I Met My Angel
The birth story of a daughter whose brief life split one October morning into love, loss, and everything after.
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Tiny Hands, Heavy Heart
A mother carries wounds her children cannot see while still becoming the safest place their tiny hands know.
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The Woman Who Kept Growing
A reflection on surviving loss, love, and every fracture that tried to make her disappear—and the stubborn part of her that kept reaching toward the light.
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A Mother Holds Both
The author reflects on the simultaneous joy and grief of motherhood, remembering a daughter lost years ago while cherishing moments with her living children. Despite the passage of time, the love for her departed child persists, intertwined with gratitude for the present, emphasizing that joy and sorrow can coexist in a mother’s heart.
Stay in the Garden
New poems, new rooms, and whatever blooms next—delivered without making you hunt through the archive for it.
Between Bruises & Blooms 