We are 2 people
With one rhyme
4 visions
12 minds
Lost dreams
2 finds
Left once
2x’s
Rock strong
12 climbs
Complete
Design
2 dense
Defined
POETRY RANDOM THOUGHTS AND STUFF LIKE THAT…
Fire stones rip through my daydreams
Strong holds
Schemes and tactics
Scream
My name
And life never seemed the same
Winter brought pain froze still up against this game
It was an evil twist
Loving you beyond the bliss was a wicked kiss
That blamed him, her and daddy
For all of this
My heart missed every season
I thought it was you that gave life meaning and reason
But winter strayed
And each beat in my heart was hollow and delayed
Bottomless floors
And empty doors
Were prolonged
For way too long
Until winter
And snowflakes
Froze still
Upon my lips
Were a thousand rips
That brought lessons
To this season
I see you walking through my reality
Pushing me through the earth tryna’ make sense of the rain
My brain says stay asleep and your voice says something about me has changed
Scared to pass and yet so afraid to stay
This scar has taken my voice, my soul, everything I love and value away
The rip down my spine lets me know
I’m on the edge of heaven or hell
I can hear
Your voice
Awakens me
You awaken me
My harsh reality
Awakens me
That I am sleep to your touch
I want to wake up but
The drugs have me heavily sedated and I’m sleeping too much
I’m slipping through this IV
Please heal my broken limbs
I’d do anything right now to be home
Comfortable
With my family
Instead I’m laying here
Half dead
Afraid
In this hospital bed
With a bleeding
On my brain
And I am powerless
I love this and I hope you do too!
Conversations and Duets
A small collection, free to read, review, or not, just tap, click, or whatever it is you do to access the book via the image above. Once there, one will find a selection of collaborative poems with authors from Australia, India, and the United States of America.
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I’m chasing you
To catch up to a memory
Where drums beat cartwheels through my heart
And love has trapped me in a pianos tune
We sip mushrooms
And plant seeds of hope
For all who doubt
That we are in love
And if loving you pass eternity isn’t enough
I will come back
In another life
And love you again
I’m chasing you
To catch up to a memory
Where drums beat cartwheels through my heart
And love has trapped me in a pianos tune
For all who doubt
That we are in love
I will come back
In another life
And love you again
For Halloween I want to be a morphine drip
To let the sun dry me up
And run healing through this broken cup
But there is no sun in October
And the weather is always better after the rain
The atmosphere is clearer
But the environment stays the same
For Halloween I want to be a morphine drip
And sip on tomorrow
And lend out me
And get back things people have barrowed
I want to empty this drip
And let go of Eden that holds on to me with a death grip
The Garden of Eden was not a place
But an atmosphere
And things are not always as beautiful as they may appear
For Halloween I want to be a morphine drip
So I can crawl backwards through my veins
And nod sluggishly off into corrosion
Mixing this chemical with the rain
I want to be a morphine drip
To plunge into this open rip
Keep me filled to slow this painful trip
Drip into this wrought
And saturate every
Contaminated
Delusional
Unclean
Thought
Drip until you can only see the whites of my eyes
Because everything that enters me dies

I’ve been drowning in a smile
Lie so false pedestrians can see it for miles
And my heart refuses to sail a ship
Slanted smile across my lips
And an anchor loosely dangles in the curve of my hips
Lightning bolts springing from the bridge of my fingertips
And I mark the day for happiness
To drive a pathway
Thru my heart
Silvana und Ulf auf Weltreise
mobile home living and lifestyle
all the trinkets of the day
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Short stories
By Tracey L. Bhattarai
The daily adventures and mental meanderings of a teacher, writer, mother, and life long learner
Small wins for the discreetly radical environmentalist, in French and English
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