Category Archives: poetry

ink.

Posted on 10 August 2016 by what sandra thinks

the sky black as the ink on the pages I write no moon no glowing stars tonight why is it every time you are away the nights appear darkest? the fates should know by now the chilling darkness frightens me … Continue reading →

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my steel heart.

Posted on 9 August 2016 by what sandra thinks

You touch me My fingers tremble I find my breath Only to lose it again My eyes close To escape temptation But I cannot escape Your hypnotic scent or The heat of your whisper On my neck Your soul is … Continue reading →

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sunset.

Posted on 8 August 2016 by what sandra thinks

funny how the brightest sunshine appears before darkness consumes and so the consuming darkness must be the path to bright sunshine Image is my own. © what sandra thinks

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light. (haiku)

Posted on 5 August 2016 by what sandra thinks

The brightness blinds me Yet I can’t avert my eyes I’ll just wear my shades © what sandra thinks

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binge. (haiku)

Posted on 4 August 2016 by what sandra thinks

Increased laziness… I’m pretty sure that Netflix was a bad idea. [Disclaimer: I have no idea where this image came from or who created it. Also, no, I don’t smoke as Don is doing here.] © what sandra thinks

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let me sleep.

Posted on 4 August 2016 by what sandra thinks

when my eyes open after dreams of perfection I regret waking © what sandra thinks

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my friends: a limerick.

Posted on 3 August 2016 by what sandra thinks

Coffee when I rise and more before day’s end A gentle breeze and flowers on growing stems A tiny dark chocolate kiss A good book to read is bliss A drink, a scent, and comfort… these are my friends Written … Continue reading →

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break.

Posted on 2 August 2016 by what sandra thinks

my strength faded nearly gone my will to hang on has run from me I’m losing my balance this branch cannot hold me forever the heaviness of my lonely heart weighs me down in mere moments the violent crack will … Continue reading →

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