A place where you can be human.
Gauze drapes her
as she inhales
the darkness
the same darkness that
swallowed her whole
with no regard to
the feast she had left
on the table
She drinks the wine
and swirls to the beat of life
drunk
with damp lips
and the smell of yesterdays,
she reaches the for sky
and finds her present self
staring back at her
Jayne is a writer. On her free time she likes to be with her family hiking outdoors and traveling. New England is her home and place of birth. When asked what she wants to teach the world she replied, "Don't stop searching. Too many times, in my old life, I put my search aside for more 'important matters.' I didn't realize the thing I was searching for held what was most important; my soul purpose." Jayne works daily improving her craft and at times can get down on herself, but her favorite morning mantra is "It's a new day." and that's what she strives to start with. View more posts
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Woooww😯😲. That was an amazing poetry!! I loved how you have explained things. ❤
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Thank you
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Welcome!! ❤❤
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