Staging a massive getaway. Floating on an empty crystal sea, clear and vibrant, reflections of suns dazzling my eyes, and…
Caught Between
Reveling and revealing more and more. I’m caught somewhere between growing wise and regressing to a younger mind frame. I’m…
Life
I was endlessly hungry, pounding books into my brain. The rain was loud and the thunder rolled, droning on tirelessly.…
10 Favorite Feelings Tag
I want to thank Pooja, at Lifesfinewhine for tagging me in this post! This is a great post in that…
South Paw
There are days.There are days,myself, you can’t recognize. It’s been like this since late March.I don’t dare to speak it…
My First Nomination!!!!
I want to start this by saying thank you so much to BillboardVagabond for nominating me for the Ideal Inspiration…
Ages
There will be poetry for days. I can write for miles. There’s so much in this vast expanse to unearth,…
Part Of
I keep going, exhausting all my efforts. My lungs suck in acrid air, drying my mouth and throat as I’m…
Heaviness
The cold wind means there’s more to come. I’ve felt this heaviness coming onto me before. Heavy like a heartbreak,…
Thank you ( about mom’s wordpress)
Update: We made her WordPress! Here is the link. Thank you again everyone :). Mom is really excited and so…
Heart
It’s my heart, holding onto this tender flower. The thorns dig deep and penetrate all that is too painful to…
This May
The rain is coming down in torrents; the air is so cold for May. This May. I’m by myself, just…
Deaf Ears by Julie Woss
This is a poem about Covid 19 written by my mother. She is an amazing writer and needs some encouragement…
Restricted June
Disclaimer: There are a lot of covid 19 posts out there. I am not trying in any way to prove…
Dreamscape in Roses
Things I dream about are too much to speak about. They form in my head while dreaming and tweet and…
Growing Younger
When I was dumber, I thought I was wiser.I thank God for all I know now, growing younger with you.…
Scare Me
You’ve been waiting for my slow body and mind to catch up to the signs you’ve been sending. My mind…
Walking Me Home
This is something I have never posted on my blog before but I am very excited to for the first…
Maybe May Flowers
Maybe I was wrong to think they were vacant. Maybe I’m wrong to stay in this random space, not growing…
Thoughtful Thursday
Yesterday was a rainy day bore, boring, the epitome of lame. Yesterday my finger ached and I was bandaged, branded…
