I so wanted
To win that house
And move away
To Colorado,
But it wasn't to be.
I cannot say
It was a total loss,
However,
As I remembered
How to dream
After a drought
Of dreamless years,
And I remembered
How I loved
Living among
The magestic
Rocky Mountains.
The question now
Is what will I do
With these newly
Resurrected dreams?
Will I allow them to
Sink once more
Beneath the cold surface
Of hopelessness,
Or will I ride the waves
To the shores
Of their fulfillment?
Ride the waves, Rebecca, ride the waves!! My wave wants to carry me to Alaska. Still waiting for the perfect one - and then I'm gone! LOL Beautiful write of hope.
Still Living on my Feet is the follow up to Tichaona Chinyelu’s first book, In the Whirlwind, which was rooted in a sense of hard-hitting revolutionary black love. However, in this sophomore effort, Tichaona brings the revolutionary essence from deep
David Hightower’s lyrically expansive meditation on the whims of fate and the unpredictability of the human condition fill the pages of THE HANGING MAN DREAMS with thrilling music and mesmerizing imagery. Hightower’s richly infused voice echoes the e
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
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(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.