Category Archives: poetry

pushed.

Posted on 29 June 2016 by what sandra thinks

pushed. No destination, no direction Perfect for driving on winding roads But in life I need a map Because I have gotten lost I carved myself a path But it was never my own I tried to course correct Still … Continue reading →

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in dreams.

Posted on 29 June 2016 by what sandra thinks

in dreams i’m not alone because you discovered every beautiful part of me in dreams in dreams i’m in your arms you adore who I am I never need to change a thing in dreams in dreams you have my … Continue reading →

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summer: a limerick.

Posted on 28 June 2016 by what sandra thinks

This is dedicated to my children… kind of. — You wanted summer, that’s what I thought… But within days, you’re bored and too hot. When I say read if you feel lazy, You look at me like I’m crazy… Maybe … Continue reading →

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tiny bits.

Posted on 25 June 2016 by what sandra thinks

For a couple of weeks a few months ago, I was slightly active on twitter. I haven’t spent much time there lately, but when I did, I wrote a bunch of tiny poems suitable for tweeting… mostly haiku since, of course, … Continue reading →

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the truth.

Posted on 23 June 2016 by what sandra thinks

I trust you I believe your words You listen You understand me I open up I give you all of me You whisper But you keep some things Locked inside And I am desperate For the key I want your … Continue reading →

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puzzle.

Posted on 22 June 2016 by what sandra thinks

I am a puzzle with thousands of pieces. I may never finish getting myself together and I may lose a few pieces along the way but maybe I’ll only lose the edges not the insides. © what sandra thinks

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my sun.

Posted on 21 June 2016 by what sandra thinks

You think you are shrouded in darkness but you are my sun. A piece of me… my actual handwriting… I know — I am so revealing. © what sandra thinks

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please stop me.

Posted on 20 June 2016 by what sandra thinks

Caught in a flood rising around me, sneaking above me. But I’ve taken all I can bear. Please don’t let me drown. I cannot swallow anything more. If only you would Stop feeding me pain, taking my love, my kindness, every … Continue reading →

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