We are like two sides
of a coin
knowing without knowing.
Tag: poetry
Bukowski
Once upon a
time, there was a
girl who was crazy
about Charles Bukowski.
A Poem for My Mother 2018
Another Mother’s day
And I thought I would run out
of things to say to you
Are You Still the Same?
Are you still the same?
Despite an ocean and over a decade away
Despite the dreams lost or materialized
Nancy G.
But you’re gone
Like the grains of light I reach out
To grasp but I catch nothing.
Dream On
To what use could I put words I’ve been hunting for
when life’s erosion of feelings and inspiration
seems like just a matter of time
like the faded fall foliage in the forest
Anniversary 2017
If time in this world is infinite
I will ceaselessly swim in your cadences
Fear
and the wind carried my fear to infinity
I’m Good Enough
Describe to me
Your wildest dreams
Share with me
Your deepest thoughts
Temy Reads Lit 