what sandra thinks

winter’s revenge: a limerick.

Posted on 28 September 2016 by what sandra thinks

Spring comes to life, blossoming under blue skies
Summer brings the heat but humidity too high
Fall is often a relief
But it soon turns to grief
When winter comes and everything dies

Written for Mind and Life Matters limerick poetry challenge – prompt: seasons

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scared.

Posted on 27 September 2016 by what sandra thinks

lie down. I am scared. I think my denial has gone too far but I’ve not been able to stop it or get out of it.

Warning… colorful language ahead. I assume. I haven’t written this yet, but I already know. And this will probably be too long… also, possibly with typos because once I get this out, I’m pretty sure I won’t be able to read it again. I’m sticking in a “read more” so this doesn’t take over my blog feed. Thank you in advance.

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untouchable. (haiku)

Posted on 27 September 2016 by what sandra thinks

You offer your hand
Every night I reach for you
But you are a dream

© 2016 what sandra thinks
(who cannot write much of anything right now…)

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your half. (haiku)

Posted on 26 September 2016 by what sandra thinks

haiku made of two stolen lines…

world

I don’t want the world…
I’d never ask for so much…
I just want your half.

Don’t let the scary screenshot captured below frighten you… this is an old, fun song. I have no idea if anyone but me will like it… but I stole from it… and I want to give credit to John and John…

© 2016 what sandra thinks (but not my video, obviously, and 2 lines borrowed from said video)

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dark rain.

Posted on 25 September 2016 by what sandra thinks

dark rain.

when you left
you stole my sunshine
leaving me cold and lonely
in the dark rain
breaking my fragile heart
like shattering glass
the pieces left behind
cutting me
with every step I take
to reclaim my brilliant light
but you have forgotten
that I find strength
beyond yours
in darkness.

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fiction friday 42: secret admirer. part 20.

Posted on 24 September 2016 by what sandra thinks

fiction friday.

This is part 20 of secret admirer. ♥ [Late again… sorry, loves.]

[Previously posted: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12, part 13, part 14, part 15, part 16, part 17, part 18, part 19]
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year one.

Posted on 22 September 2016 by what sandra thinks

balloons.

My first blog post was on the 14th of September 2015. I’m sad that WordPress didn’t give me a one-year notification… I would have liked to write about this on the 14th… but here we are…

Let me begin by saying that you should all immediately go back to my first post and read my entire blog. Ahaha. Seriously, if anyone actually does that, please tell me so I can give you a big kiss… and the name of a good therapist.

You already know how much I appreciate you all (I hope you know that)… I am so grateful for your support and encouragement with everything from fiction to poetry to my fucked-up life. And I feel that I have to include an apology for… oh, I’m sure you know the reason.

I’ve been having trouble communicating lately. I wish I had more beautiful things to say to you all… but I can’t seem to find the words. Oh, the irony.

Thanks for being here, for reading, for sharing your thoughts. I truly hope you’ll stick around…

heart.
♥ sandra