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Tag Archives: poetry
hate-love.
Hate Violent, fiery Consuming, seething, loathing Driving every action, melting every emotion Consuming, tingling, bewitching Passionate, fiery Love This poem was a little experiment… I haven’t decided if I like it or not… © what sandra thinks
pushed.
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
in dreams.
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
summer: a limerick.
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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Tagged limerick, limerick poetry challenge, poetry, whatsandrathinks, writing
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tiny bits.
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
the truth.
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
puzzle.
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
my sun.
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
Posted in poetry, writing
Tagged art, handwriting, personal, poetry, whatsandrathinks, writing
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