I was minding my own business when these words started forming in my head… It sounded pretty so I picked my phone and started writing…. enjoy
Paint me a picture Draw me up as a figurine Make me what I’m not. I will be your puppet Until the wind blows. Then, I will dance. A light happy dance like the trees do when there are storms. But when I dance, there will be no storm, no lightning, no rain. There may be thunder and it will roar to the beat of … Continue reading Figurine Rain-dance
I’m desperate and wanting.
Waiting and thinking. Continue reading “The Woman at the Well”
You’re not just the 24th letter of the alphabet.
If prison walls could speak Continue reading “Prison Walls”
dedicated to everyone with the inevitable internal struggle of fear and courage.
As my head is stayed from sleep, Continue reading “Insomnia”
Words are jumbled up in my mind
Continue reading “Silence”
She has a very wide smile- Continue reading “Her”
I wonder why your insecurities don’t match your eyes.