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I’m OLD By Imrogue I can’t see far When I drive my car— I can’t see near—
Checkered pieces of land can be seen from above... million puzzles: pieces in green, red and brown flats, stitched together
Abominable as it had been Accountable to the nature’s befalling tragedy... All lost and gained... love, joy and peace.
At the blue birdhouse in the yard, mother Chickadee’s on guard atop a dragonfly chime. Awaiting for opportune time— She flies back and forth to her ne…
I let you go, flying high, With other birds in the sky. Waving my hand goodbye while I stand here and cry. Today is a sad day
You are a swan with grace kissed by moonbeam— Casting your reflection upon a tranquil lake in this glorious summer night.
Her back could only bend so much..… 'neath him she braved the peril. Attached to the barrel Her grasp to such. Strength wavered,
walls expand between us— cobwebs of misery entrap us—
Coloring books were so much fun! As a child, I kept my colors insi… I was good at that! Afraid to go haywire, I also drew my lines
In the darkness she lets out roars as she succumbs to her weakness Her savage thoughts
Array of sea glass arts meticulously displayed with pride. Framed art mosaics with hues of red, blue, green, brown... pink and the purple... the rarest…
Have you heard of a writer’s block… I wondered... I thought it was a… Suddenly, I’m taken aback... Inflicted and being attacked! Let’s watch the clock.............…
Turn me into a driftwood... to drift towards the shore. On the sand I’ll lay; Don’t let waves carry me away. When the sun comes up,
What does inspire you? Is it the thought of someone who suffers from illness, from grief of misfortune, a lost love, a spell?
Thoughts... deep in the abyss— mumbled to self as she listened; unknown to none but herself. The songs they sung played in the background—