My shrink asked me to journal what kind of boundaries I want to maintain as I enter a new school year. Schools can be septic systems and I am working hard on listening to my inner voice and...
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My shrink asked me to journal what kind of boundaries I want to maintain as I enter a new school year. Schools can be septic systems and I am working hard on listening to my inner voice and...
Thanks for reading Taylor! I appreciate your kind comments.
Broken Bond
With each push and pull
air is pumped into the dolphin floaty.
A photo with a facial image superimposed on itself as if turning
back and forth.
The motion so intense, it's as if...
Gratitude
Love this style of writing! Written with a clarity about how bitter life can be. Images are vibrant!
That is a great title. Much enjoyed.
Enjoyed Tony's post.
Hurray!
I love this one about a dandelion. Sometimes it's just the one person who is there.
Thanks for stopping by!
Angliholic- I'm glad the last stanza was enjoyable.
Jerry- I'm blushing!
Love Poems
I was dusting
the shelves of my
desk.
When a tiny
slender book
fell open at my feet.
The warmth of your words
blows the chimes
against my log house.
In the morning
the sky is blue
but the air has turned cold
again.
Looking out the window
I like this one Wolf. It made sense and it's always fun to read a poem about a poem.
I like this one Wolf. It made sense and it's always fun to read a poem about a poem.
Jerry- You have a way of capturing the moment- whether good or bad. Keep posting! Maybe slowly more people will start to post and we can get some more action on this part of the forum.
Thanks for stopping by and providing positive feedback. Trying a new style- different from the last 10 poems about people. More atmospheric
Snowy Afternoon
The wind blows the snow off
the tree branches.
So cold only the creaking trees
break the stillness.
Nestled under the rhododendron
sits the stone
garden bench.
Yeah...the subject matter is pretty unappealing.
I could see it in your face
as you walked by
after you saw my wave
and stopped.
And this is how
you ended up with me at
the bus stop.
As you spoke,
Amusement Park
It's so much fun
to love going to
the amusement park.
Who doesn't get a
thrill riding
up into the clouds
and screaming while
May you continue to find inspiration! Sweet love poems during a snowy January day. Thank you for sharing these sunny pictures.
This is a great scene. Day drinks in a bar- Cheers to that!
Lenora
This thing, this tragedy
that happened to you,
and to your family
left behind.
Who knows what
is in the hearts and minds
of parents,
I'm glad it speaks to you. Thank you for being such a wonderful supporter of my writing. It means a great deal to me, even if only a few people give encouragement. It helps to motivate one to...
Lens Cap
It's hard to be
a gifted believer,
endlessly hopeful.
To look into the telescope
at night in the dark
and see the brilliance
of the sky.