On the Couch
I wrote about this my first year in college. I have the original on a floppy disk, remember those? However, no device to plug it into to retrieve my writings from back in the day. Whatever I wrote, had my … Continue reading
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Don’t Miss Out
Don’t Miss Out All this petty worry,fallen understandably into the nadir.Trapped in the fear of feeling something fully.No doubt circumstance of the day,have a lot to say where we are this era.Time not to fret; you are protected.Wake from the … Continue reading
Introvert
Feeling this resplendent soul. She is bold, beautiful and magically wild, the way we were meant to be. Check out the rest of her lyrics and enjoy bebopping to her electrifying vibe. “There’s a war (there’s a war) The kingdom’s … Continue reading
Finding the Unknown
We do not sit in darkness to find what we know, but rather to find what we do not know. – Jane Slade
Doff Thy Threads
Red has doffed her winter look within days after hailing it. But will I spring about carefree without mine from now on?
Piggy Back Pals
Their only goal: having a blast. Okay sometimes it’s about who is the strongest but in the end, there is always laughter with these two. Currently among her circle of pals, she is the only girl. The companionship between whomever … Continue reading
One with the Breeze
I had a caption for this. It was crafty. I thought to myself, I ought to write it down. I didn’t. I forgot what the small voice whispered to me. But my vibrant artist has sketched a few of these. … Continue reading
A Trapeze Act
How is it my micro girl, a lengthy way in reaching her double digits, has more upper strength than me? I can’t complete this trapeze course and yet she swings back and forth with ease and doesn’t want to desert … Continue reading
A Heavy Moment to Behold
Branches, in their winter coatsA marvel of entanglement.Bare, boldsimply existing.Glistening in its a la mode cloak with an ecstatic sense of new wisdom against a whitewashed sky.Here we are again,another roundand into a new.
Eavesdropping
We have so much more in common than not. If we could only see. Projections are feelings reflecting back to us. What if we stopped projecting and allowed ourselves to take heart and simply be. How dreadfully unaware we are, … Continue reading
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