Looking back now I should have known when I saw Raven there ...
Acceptance of strife
paves the way to opening
all doors and windows.
Sometimes I want to call you but I know in my heart you're not here I’m sorry you had...
If I was to send my IBAN into the world In the shape of a poem I wonder... ...
And as I ponder on exactly what my next poem will look like? I reflect on the very moment...
Do what needs to be done to clear your guilty conscience It will leave the aura around you...
To anyone who is by my side, on this rollercoaster ride, a misdiagnosis of when they accused me of being...
I am here! Simply here! Listening and looking… The leaves are greener than yesterday, and the...
You see, there are different types of grief the grief that pulls you under ...
I'm a Poet-ess who likes to be controversial and I also like to scratch the minds of others...
Some people see things others don't...
They can feel and sense things others don't...
I...
My Raven is my lantern from grief he sits with me he doesn't drink tea even...
I am delicate
I flourish and bloom, when loved
my life, short but sweet.
When I was born I couldn't speak
so I cried that was the only way I could communicate...
As my summer now turns to autumn I reflect on the warmth and beauty that has surrounded me...
As the planet keeps on spinning, I landed here winning, so let's start from the very beginning, I'll click...
