Sigh #poets #photography

flower

grappled with your verse

making much sense

turned them over in my head

all the things that you’d said

your blue was grey

my yellow faded away

we loved the same

I caressed your name

lost in your prose

how you did it who knows

“we never met” I sigh

 I live between your lines

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two women poets

changing seasons kept  apart

loved the same man

Treasure Hunter #poetry #alzheimers #elderly

a grey- haired journey

we often stub our toes

rattle our mind for memories

caregiver regular  in tow

treasures we seek

but little do we find

momentary peeks

into a treasure filled mind

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daily routine

seasons change as you age

 digging up treasure

 

Look into the mind of the elderly there are vast discoveries. Sometimes there is a thin veil covering the expanse. It is worth the effort.

Shared the Fright #horror #poetry

 

I glance at a wax-like stare and wonder

I don’t know you but we are the same

you are bearing the same path of sorrow

the one you traverse is etched in pain

I cry knowing that we could have been spared

our world would depend on the magician’s hand

but then there would be no real horror

only what was written by one holding a pen

I’m sorry there is not more I can say

but scribe words of the world we live / lived

I wipe away old tears hoping

that you will outlive the terror as I did