November 13, 2015 Fate called and I answered to tragedy building grief overwhelming guilt still feeling boundaries instilling leading and wielding my strength shielding others briefly, until… Read more “Slip and Slide”
Category: Writing
Forgotten Woman
Head down, weighted suitcase, she walks across the street slowly, while I’m in my car driving to get groceries, and maybe I can’t afford everything, but she… Read more “Forgotten Woman”
Simmer
I’m not over what only gradually erases from my view, only to lie underneath, where it simmers and stews. Emily © prompt: over
Away
I miss the ones that got away, the ones I pushed too far, but those are few and far between compared to those who left me scarred.… Read more “Away”
Someday
Thinking back on all the times she shed her soul to those in sight, believing it was worth the fight, while still hiding parts away; She couldn’t… Read more “Someday”
Thumbs
Notes passed in class, rainbow handwriting, now dull, distracted thumbs. Emily ©
Chance
chances are given to those who have burned something deep inside my soul even if its mysteries can’t be told that must be the pull like glimmer… Read more “Chance”
Ripple
We don’t need time machines, our souls tell ancient, buried things, they ripple to the surface when lessons there remain. Emily© inpoems 534
Burden
Can’t explain some things about my thinking, still feel deep seated, passionate feelings, seek explanations, may not exist, this is my life, my albatross. Emily ©
Name
Signed the paper today to restore my name, had yours on borrowed time, took it on when the time came, believing in what it meant, seemed a… Read more “Name”
