Poetry

Feeling like I’m trapped in eternal winter  frozen and numb barely carrying on wondering when the thaw of spring will come when will it be my time to shine when will I feel something more  than just exhausted and depressed all the time when will the warmth and longer days of summer arrive  that make…

🖤 Grief It’s the price you pay  for having loved someone  deeply. It’s the wound  that never fully heals that you carry with you to your grave. 🖤 Although they say time heals all wounds this isn’t true  with the grief of losing someone. Grief is the never ending wound the replayed memories and remembrances …

What do you think of when you think of the color red? Do you think of rebels or blood that was shed? Do images of bright crimson apples  fill your head? Freshly squeezed pulp from a tomato crushed? Cherry lips and scarlet cheeks daintily blushed? Valentine cards and ruby colored foil on chocolate hearts? What…