Good morning from Calgary!
Good luck everyone!
Hugs,
Anne
Poem #1 TIME
time is like standing in a creek
with water gliding over my toes
the rippling currents coming from somewhere in time
and going in another direction in time
time is feeling a pussy willow bud
and searching for the fuzzy bit in the pod
….time of rebirth
time is when the grandfather clock stops
because I forgot to wind it Sunday night
and come Monday morning the clock
is frozen in Sunday’s time
time is looking at the framed faces
of my ancestors on the wall
frozen at that moment the camera clicked
and I dust their faces in the present time
that moment when we are in unison in time
time is infinite but there are singular moments
when it seems so finite
but only a fleeting finite
Infinity
Infinity
Intertwined our souls
Nurture small glimpses of innocence
Fighting the distance between us
I try to glue our broken hearts
Never giving up on counting the stars
I need now and and forever
To get back to You
Yearning to keep you
Close for eternity
The red hair man
I was feeling lonely,
I gave up my dreams
and hopes,
after many trials,
many failures
I was ready to say
good bye.
I wrote a text
begging for his
forgiveness,
I have made a
mistake, closing
the doors of my
beating heart,
treating him
wrong and letting
him go.
I write him
a text so he will
know I still care.
One of those days,
he replied and
we started again,
feeling the same.
After a thousand words
I smell his red hair,
I kissed his spicy lips
and feel him
inside me,
felt alive and
he gave me a gift,
I was carrying his first child.
Hello
So excited to begin!
Hello everyone
Good morning everyone. How did the full moon treat everyone? It kept me up pretty late for the past few days. I am excited to be back here again for the marathon. Wahoo! good luck to everyone!
I’ll stick around.
I’ll be the sunshine
That your moonlight glitters;
Far away, watching people
Look at you and stun in admiration.
I’ll be the star-like freckles
adorning your face.
I’ll fill the sky-like void of
Your heart.
I’ll be the comfort to rely on
The shoulder to cry on
Till the whole world comes crashing down
Above us.
Introduction
Hello!
My name is Dee and I’m grateful to be here!
Today I am focusing on the quote “Do the verb rather than trying to be the noun”
I’m at the tail end of the 3rd most difficult summer of my life (so far), but in the best way possible? They have been difficult because I got sick of masquerading, and went searching for a more authentic self. Poetry and a some other forms of art exist in a part of my brain that I’d spent a long time hiding, and now it’s the part of my brain I am spending the most effort on loving.
This comes with getting diagnosed with ADHD, and Complex PTSD, and coming out more thoroughly. I am Queer, with a whole host of other labels that feel good (transmasculine, nonbinary, genderqueer, gay, bisexual, pansexual, demisexual). I am chaotic, and food motivated, and sad, and joyful, and I’m excited to share more through my words.
Such as Life???
Oh well, here I go again
attempting to do good
living to do well
but such as life
things don’t tend to go my way.
Today I am semi happy
because I am doing something
that I love. My writing may not
be spectacular but it’s what
makes me feel swell.
So, now here I am,
not a quick write; just
trying to get thru this
24 hours and hopefully
live down the “such as
life” that trails me.