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✨A Poem ✨

I’m not always looking for a great story

but always finding one

right in front of me

-Saschia Jayne Johnson

✨A Poem✨

Close your eyes

draw some lines

make them

into sense.

Wind down the spiraling staircase to

see what you’ve been missing.

but don’t stay to long

you could get stuck there.

-Saschia ✨Jayne✨ Johnson

✨A Poem✨

against the keys

against the darkness

far enough

to see the light

falling forward into something

I never knew I could be

Saschia Jayne Johnson

✨A Poem✨

The sun kisses my dreams

and reminds me

today

is a new day

Saschia ✨Jayne✨ Johnson

✨A Poem ✨

Glass of water

down the hatch

bottle of water

down the hatch

Bowl of soup

sipped slow

Cup of tea

sipped slow

Saschia ✨Jayne✨ Johnson

✨A Poem ✨

A smile creeps across

her pale cheeks

as she writes her

muse back to life.

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“There’s more to this life

than muses!”

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She jots that down

and smiles some more.

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“Find your own inspiration

in the woods in the books”

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She spins around

dancing in the moonlight

and there her muse is roused

with all the words that make her smile

Saschia ✨Jayne✨ Johnson

✨A Poem✨

The noise sunk beneath oceans

regardless of my focus

our worlds collide

without my permission

on the evening

of the blue moon

Saschia ✨Jayne✨ Johnson

✨A Poem✨

The old wooden wheel turns

traveling miles and miles.

I appreciate a plate full of

gooey chocolate chip cookies with

nothing on my mind.

Pulling a curl behind my ear,

I look around and smile at a chubby bee

seeking out nectar in the dangling blue bells.

Just ahead, the sky kisses the land.

-Saschia ✨Jayne✨ Johnson

Pick me