My Summer Story – a poem

Will you be my summer story?- Because when you feel something and really feel it, there is no greater feeling. After years of waiting and nothing coming, I NEED you to say yes. I want to hold your hand as we stroll through the park - happier than happy Eating fresh vanilla ice cream as the crunchy … Continue reading My Summer Story – a poem

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Here all week – a poem

THE WAY WE FEEL IS HARD TO EXPLAIN AS I PONDER AND WONDER WHY WE WORK IN THESE WAYS THE WAY WE COMMUNICATE, SHOW HOW WE WORK IT MAKES ALL COMPLEXITY SHUDDER AND URK EVERY SNOWFLAKE IS UNIQUE - NEVER TO BE SEEN AGAIN BUT WHAT IF I SEE THE SAME EVERYDAY? SAME BODY, SAME … Continue reading Here all week – a poem

Just a Ghost

sometimes I wonder if I'm real. If people genuinely don't see me or notice me or even just acknowledge my existence or if I'm actually invisible and there is nothing to notice I wonder if they hear me breathing or even just hear my cries for help and if they choose to ignore me or … Continue reading Just a Ghost