My eyes paint a tinged picture of what I see. My heart beats a murmured song of what I know. My hands crumple the very thing I long for. My mouth stammers, as I watch the chance pass by. All the while, my ears are taking everything in.
Tag: living
Let’s Talk – July 14, 2019
Thoughts unsaid, Lead to ideas undiscovered. Turned upside down, And under cover.
Lines – June 22, 2019
Smooth Running, On and on and on... ~~~ Horizon stretched tight, My heart pitter patters. A blip, Up and down, Up and down, And again. ~~~ A calming Sense of length. Streaking by On a rider’s Journey. ~~~ Yours and mine, But a dash. Continuing to travel Long after we’ve Ceased. ~~~ The rill of … Continue reading Lines – June 22, 2019
Talking to you…Emotional Block 6/15/19
Writer's block, So cliche. What about, emotional block. When your heart has given all it can, and stops to breath. You wait and you ponder, Feeling nothing. It's okay to be numb for awhile. It gives you time to exhale. When it returns, and it always does. You will be ready to spill it out … Continue reading Talking to you…Emotional Block 6/15/19
Dread – May 22, 2019
This room is an empty space. Yet, it is filled with dread.
MS—-ME – 2017
Brain is tight. Leg is dumb. Want to play, Want to run. Have to find a different way. Pushing through, As I hold it in. Deepening the burden, That’s burying me. A secret kept. My life cut short, But I’m still living.
DoRee MelNic 