Poetry – Page 11 – Jayne.press

Inspiration

She’s going into the dark with a clasped hand a a heart that bleeds she’s all mind and a walk on the beach Saschia Johnson

There are so many times we are just at the edge of a breakthrough and we walk away. It’s funny, we sit here and say, “I want to reach for the stars. I want breakthroughs.” But when the time comes to sit through the pain, we can’t take it. We step away. We find somethingContinue reading “Stop Giving Up on Yourself”

Paradox

The future gawks at me empty brained the past fat and tired watches on jumbled with dreams and reality my source of energy and inspiration lies inside me rests in the present like a flower in bloom Saschia Johnson

She Danced

She took a deep breath (it smelled like roses and vanilla) and then she took a step toward the field across the street from our town cemetery She turned to be sure I was coming And I was Then she sped up and danced in the moonlight as if not a soul could see herContinue reading “She Danced”

Don’t Forget, You’re Valuable

There is life in the smile you share truth in the thoughts you share. There is hope in the dreams you tell and inspiration in the life you live Don’t forget about how much value you bring to this world Saschia Johnson

True Colors

I let my tongue hang and wiggle symbols I wear comfort in stilettos and my heart on the doorknob There’s no real wild it’s just real human expressed everyday and in so many ways I feel left out I feel eager I feel purpose and hope I feel so many things Why leave these piecesContinue reading “True Colors”

Drift

Drift with me through the night Listen to the waves of insight I’ll hold your open hand Drift away with me Saschia Johnson

Cleared

The sky clears it clears for her it clears for the future the stars look down in awe at her Saschia Johnson

Unpredictable

The way things go left and right and whichever way they like is annoyingly pleasant you can plan a tea party but a storm makes you bring out the candles and turns it to a candlelit luncheon Saschia Johnson

Creating Starts Out Messy

Amazing things don’t start out as a masterpiece. There’s just this chaos of thoughts with many different names that we as artists morph into one thing. We grab a bit here a bit there and create where we need to. There’s many different reasons people decide to create things. Some people do it to heal.Continue reading “Creating Starts Out Messy”