Something in me
Or someone
Sways for a breeze
To make laughter in-between this hunt
To make hours pass minutes
Give solace to this broken grunt
Universe help me shift
Free me from this ignorance
So we can coexist?
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Something in me
Or someone
Sways for a breeze
To make laughter in-between this hunt
To make hours pass minutes
Give solace to this broken grunt
Universe help me shift
Free me from this ignorance
So we can coexist?
~ Inspiration and Opportunities for all ~
Poetry, short stories and photography
Writing it out, one blog at a time.
The Poetry and Prose of Johanna Kaye Fugitt
Commentary on what interests me, reflecting my personal take on the world
Hare Krishna
mental wellness through dark halls
Among no other things
opening the mind and heart through poetry
Poetry and short stories
fiction.poetry.art.truth.humor.life
Poetry about mental health and being a general basket case.
Some people need a creative outlet. I need a creative outlet mall.
I was going to be "Hold On Till May" or something artsy-fartsy like that, but nooo, that URL was taken.
~ Inspiration and Opportunities for all ~
Poetry, short stories and photography
Writing it out, one blog at a time.
The Poetry and Prose of Johanna Kaye Fugitt
Commentary on what interests me, reflecting my personal take on the world
Hare Krishna
mental wellness through dark halls
Among no other things
opening the mind and heart through poetry
Poetry and short stories
fiction.poetry.art.truth.humor.life
Poetry about mental health and being a general basket case.
Some people need a creative outlet. I need a creative outlet mall.
I was going to be "Hold On Till May" or something artsy-fartsy like that, but nooo, that URL was taken.
Reblogged this on thesewordsiwrite2012 and commented:
Here’s a thoughtful poem by a writer named Latoya.