I’m different. You’re different. We both need air to breathe. I’m different. You’re different. We both need water to drink. I’m different. You’re different. We both need food to eat. I’m different. You’re different. We both need shelter from the storm. I’m different. You’re different. We both need to protect our bodies with coverings. I’mContinue reading “Shared world”
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A bed of Roses
Roses are considered the most romantic flower. Within their delicate petals, they contain all the power. The fragrance so sweet, tender and mild. A move intended to beguile? They exude the essence of love. They are gentle in expression; whereas we tend to shove. They show sentiments we can’t express in words. Does itContinue reading “A bed of Roses”
How?
I don’t know how to make you go away. Knowing that I don’t want you; why do you stay? ~ My mind focuses on the negative, sour, bad feels. I can’t switch off the reels. ~ Intended for me or not. It’s difficult to sort out the shot. ~ Everything I do is wrong. CausingContinue reading “How?”
The River, a fox and a well
I went out into the world, my fortunes ah to seek. I followed the road till my feet did shriek. Beatin’ the pavement took on new meaning, my soul it left careening. The road led to a river. It I followed. Praying my fortunes, it would deliver. For drink or food, I never wanted. MyContinue reading “The River, a fox and a well”
Gray
Gray, inside and out. Gray, the color of sorrow. Gray, without a doubt. ~ I wrote this as a response to one of Michael’s poems. Butt can’t remember which one.   https://sceadugenga.com/2025/02/12/one-rune-12feb25/
The fight
Fought, clawing my way into the light. Fought to be introduced to the night. Fought to fill my lungs with their first air. Fought, screaming at things that weren’t there. Fought for my place. Fought for space. Fought to learn. Fought to earn. Fought for life, love, and the pursuit of happiness. Fought back theContinue reading “The fight”
Last night
Last night, as I lay in the bed lots of crazy notions filled my head. ~ I cried. And I cried. Into Chico’s fur, I tried to hide. ~ I considered e-mailing a friend. Into his in-box, my soul, spin. ~ More torment filled my mind. Making my vision blind. ~ ‘Nothing good is easy.’Continue reading “Last night”
If I …
If I died today, would anyone miss me? What would my eulogy be? ~ If I died tonight, would it give anyone a fright? ~ If I died tomorrow, would it give anyone pause for sorrow? ~ If I died this week, would it cause anyone to seek? ~ If I died this month, wouldContinue reading “If I …”
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