Strangers on a Bench
If we didn’t exist so much in language,
I swear I would love you better.
I wouldn’t get stuck in words a-coming and a-going.
Wouldn’t resort to charmed terms and gestures. 115 more words
31 minutes ago
Stopped by the river today for a visit, the air had a sweet breeze blowing so gently and the light was delicious.
I took my friend’s little dog Dusty, a Tibetan Spaniel. 36 more words
2 hours, 35 minutes ago
i have a pen
i have written my own story
i read yours
it was narrow sad predictable
on so many levels
it did not predict my flight… 305 more words
8 hours, 16 minutes ago
if you brought land in the country
i would go i would learn to make jam
i would become a country woman
& maybe the days would… 175 more words
9 hours, 48 minutes ago
to own nothing is to be free
or so its said suffering is caused by
want they say small footprints with
no sign of your passing they say… 355 more words
10 hours, 3 minutes ago
Writ of Rags
Gray sky; Greener grass
purple yellow red flowers
A rainbow through clouds.
Pull down your flag! Unite!
under dewy umbrellas,
see: brother, sister.
All of us rising, 8 more words
2 days, 10 hours ago
She learned, at some surprise point,
That pearl earrings and blistered feet,
Strong, sure hands and soft, small touch,
Mud-splattered mornings and rouge-tinted nights
Did not have to be mutually exclusive. 44 more words
2 days, 11 hours ago