Use Me
Suppressed
Suppressed
She drifted there
Buoyantly alone
The water gently caressing the known
Carrying her down the suppressed river
Recollections of her life made her shiver
She arose from her reverie,
Her backside wet from dismay
Her river of tears on display Continue reading
Abandoned
The air was frigid
Pungent with must
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Lusty ruts
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Odors of mold
Dingy confessions
Abandoned and untold
From her bleeding lips
Her wobbly hips
One good thing about being close to 40….
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Truth
To Be (followed by a Poetry challenge)
What are you reading? A mini book review
Hey everyone!
How are you all!?
What book has been on your coffee table or beach blanket for that matter, this summer?
I’ve been reading ‘lullabies for little criminals’ by Heather O’Neill
While not for the faint of heart this novel is frustratingly real.
“A gritty, heart-wrenching novel about bruised innocence on the city’s feral streets- the remarkable debut of a stunning literary talent” is right!
It’s just what the doctor prescribed for me this summer.
It’s inspired some grittier writing of my own.
Compassion
DO SOMETHING!
I have been spending a lot of time doing things worthy of writing about lately, or at least I hope they are worth reading!
One thing I’ve learned about writing and most especially writing poetry, is that you need to take time and some times extended time to immerse yourself in life, love and laughter to continue to be inspired to write!
I am happy to share that I have been feeling the desire to write resurfacing, so here’s hoping for some soon to be new inspired words.
What have you been immersed in lately?
Cheers!
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