Bashful pink
Refusing to fade
Painted lightly upon
In soft, delicate shades
By his loving artistic hands
Believing in, wholeheartedly,
Thriving beyond circumstance
Tag Archives: Photography
Blue Dawning
I Miss These Brats!
Group chat with my three best friends, also known as my siblings, went well tonight. We even offered hilarious photos of one another. My meeting ran late, but when I returned home they were waiting patiently for me.
My siblings discussed Parenthood while they waited, a television program I used to watch a few years ago, but no longer do. Who has time? I will tell you that I don’t have any time, but they disagree by saying: My priority setting requires a revisit one of these days. Whatever.
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Pale Reminder
What I Should Have Said
Indigenous Surroundings (Tanka)
Quiet reflection
Indigenous surroundings
Contemplating life
Beneath a monochrome sky
Possibility of us
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(For those who want to understand this poetic form: Tanka Form Info )
Stale View
Foggy dawning
The air sufficates
Smells proving perverse
Expressions don’t radiate
Not in the same way
Ceasing reagency
Leaving me empty
With no veracious desire
For your troubled voice
Beloved
Melancholy Twilight
Powder Puff Blue
Love Allows
Irrational Thinking
Hopeful, above a myriad of emotions,
My devotion towards chasing clouds,
Somehow brings me closer,
To understanding you.
While I wait, with a quiet mind,
Will you explain all the how’s and why’s
Of a universe, in my mind’s eye, gone wild?
Calm the irrational part of my brain,
Then show me that your love,
Isn’t just part of my denial.
Your Embrace
Aurora
Melody Of Pebbles
Calm Twilight
Poetic thoughts shatter,
Like glass across a sky of azure.
You arrive on bits of final sunshine,
My mysterious muse.
You capture my presence tonight,
And I feel you inside my wistful soul,
As you voluntarily watch me,
Waiting in the calm twilight.
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The final line written by, my girl, Morgan. It is no secret that I adore her poetry, so last week when she wrote the line “waiting in the calm twilight” I mentioned being envious, and then there was some banter and a challenge. I’m following through with using her perfect line in my poem tonight, but mine will pale in comparison once you’ve read her Friday Fantasy poem from last week. You’ll see… ♡ Thanks for letting me borrow your words, Morgan.
















