Now when I see passion
spread upon satin sheets entwined
a pang remains
reminders
a fantasy might travel miles
yet the road runs out
a barren landscape
whereby recall
manifests a desert of wander
trying in desperation
chilly oasis
of familiarity.
Now today only reminders
of the changing winds
no longer prevailing
far away
and brisk
with a certain chill
suggests some frozen reality?
lost inside the fear
when will be
a thaw
That if will not return …
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Curving back within myself I create again and again.
A collection of beautiful thoughts, pictures and information
A blog of my struggles with mental illness, social isolation and being transgender n a hostile world.
I read, I write, I sketch. For fun.
The true sign of intelligence is not knowledge but imagination- Albert Einstein
Poetry and words
A place where you can be human.
Poetry that purrs. It's reowr because the cat said so.
Sharing my little corner of the world
A Place to Enjoy the Beauty All Around us.
Maximum Exposure
Every now and then my head is racing with thoughts so I put pen to paper
Downpour
Brett Kristian
"She believed she could, so she did." 🌙
Fleeting Emotions, perpetual words.
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