The snow will returnBut for now,the sun is shining. Saschia Johnson
Category Archives: Poetry
Steadfast
I want to be here I want to be here till the sea dries up and the heavens brush your lips To be by your side to be in your mind and in between your sheets can we do this forever? can we never quit on each other? Saschia Johnson
Flicker
The curtains blow in the breeze deep sea blue with white corals sewn into the bottom the breeze let’s the light in the air spins and whirls around like a merry-go-round There’s no leaves to kick up only dust specs of dust flicker in the sun she smiles at natures dance she smiles at meContinue reading “Flicker”
Adventure
Give the world oysters filled with pearlsand they’ll go to wasteGive the world adventure and their search for pearls willnever end. Saschia Johnson Check me out on Medium.com
Churned
Churned soil jumps and dances If you were to ask me, jumping and dancing is wonderful when it’s humans doing it but when the soiljumps and dances that means something bigger than us is happening. Saschia Johnson
A Good Rest
She closes her eyes,the bed bugs have scuttled off into the woods, and the moths gathered around her neighbor’s bug shocking light. A breeze tickles her nose so she pulls the blankets up up up over her shoulders. She dreams of singing skeletons and dancing dead men who church chocolate with small men from aContinue reading “A Good Rest”
Mom Duty 😴
Singing birds singing souls Twitchy eyes and wiggly toes I think I see it, a comfy bed Where I can rest and lay my head. Saschia Johnson
Sandals
Queen Shit The red sea dividesthe waves crash and hold their placeshe walks betweenunscatheduntouched and welcomedinto new lands as she breaks freefrom the pastthat clung to herlike wet clothes on a hot summer daynow she’s gotsand between her toes andshe doesn’t even need her sandals Saschia Johnson originally posted on Jaynepress.medium.com
Rise and Fall
A little poem She goes upand I rise like a puppy dogtrailing behind her She goes downand there I am sinkinglike a wrecked shiptaking on too much water Saschia Johnson
She is Divine
A mirror A poem This poem was published on the publication titled Know Thyself, Heal Thyself Highlights by medium writers who were also fans of the poem. 🙂 The way your secrets savemy simple fingersand your mind moves me tobe still, leaves me wanting moreof you Waters crash toward theechoes of my past, anda fountain burstsContinue reading “She is Divine”
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