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Off-red is off-ten

years in the making.

I know Atwood spent some time on hers.

We learn off-white

with each sight

that colors our eyes and ears.

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spears of green

Sometimes quiet things speak loudly to me. Like nature. This little treasure is from March 2009 – no doubt, I was in awe of all the new growth around me. 34 more words


There is no control,

This whole ride is about letting go.



A Distant Memory..

Thoughts about him swirled around her head,
There was nothing she could do to shut them down.

Every look, every touch, she could feel them even now, 118 more words

My Musings


My thoughts are my babies,

I give birth to my dreams.



Imaginary friend

And if i was to tell you

You were the only girl i see

Would you shame

Or would you come for me

And if i was to say… 179 more words


Where are you ?

At the corner of the bridge, I wait for you.
Hands spread out along the railings, watching the sun set over the lake, I count down the minutes like you’re a bomb waiting to go off. 243 more words