✨A Poem✨ I gifted two flies a leftover cob and covered all the food with paper plates. The family played the way they each do and I got a front row seat to it all. Saschia 💫Jayne💫 Johnson
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Sea People
✨A Poem✨ The moon hits the top of the night’s sky and slowly I rise With the world at my back and the pen in my hand I rise I taste the words of God with my tongue and lick the honey from his pages Is it God you’re looking for or the splintered planksContinue reading “Sea People”
Brain Fans
✨A Poem✨ Fans 🪭 (about 6 of them) 🪭 blow cool air from room 🪭 to room 🪭 my thoughts need a fan 🪭 to blow ideas from crevice to crevice 🪭 it’s artform to keep them coming 🪭 a commitment that’s not so celebrated. 🪭 A dark room with papers and 🪭 penciled notesContinue reading “Brain Fans”
Worth It
✨A Poem✨ I wish I could say there’s no quit in me 🖤 but there’s a real strong quitter in me. 🖤 you see, I learned very quickly that it all works out;🖤 even when there’s a few bumps in the road. 🖤 And so knowing what to fight for isn’t so hard these days.Continue reading “Worth It”
The Old Sea Captain
✨A Poem✨ The words of God 🦞 written on the walls of 🦞 ships beneath the ocean’s 🦞 foaming white crests. 🦞 The peace at sea is 🦞 the movement of the breeze 🦞 and the way the water rocks and sways.🦞 Something about an old boa 🦞 that just puts me at ease.🦞 SaschiaContinue reading “The Old Sea Captain”
From the Mouths of Writers
✨A Poem✨ Hair full of salt 🦞 and a mind filled with dreams. 🦞 Writers did that to me. 🦞 The sea rushed from between their lips 🦞 and filled my mind 🦞 with all the possibilities 🦞 I didn’t know were there. 🦞 Saschia 💫Jayne✨ Johnson
Glitchy Day
✨A Poem✨ A bunch of breaths A locked journal and a lost key Who knows? Does it matter who knows? Kiss the air Let it go Take the ride of a lifetime whether you’re together or alone Saschia ✨Jayne✨ Johnson
Through The Looking Glass
✨A Poem✨ Through the looking glass there’s art staring back. Through the forest there’s music. We are gifted with possibility and at the same time we’re gifted fear. Which one wins you over? Saschia 💫Jayne💫 Johnson
Where the Sidewalk Ends
✨A Poem✨ The sidewalks passes by below my feet. It doesn’t lead to the finish line but it will take me most of the way. There’s the usual cracks and bottle caps, gum wrappers and gum that lost their stick. A breeze blows blades of grass across my feet and into the road. It’s justContinue reading “Where the Sidewalk Ends”
Earned
✨A Poem✨ I tried. I dragged myself through it. I put one foot in front of the other and then I stopped because the race was over. The prize was won, only I didn’t want the prize anymore. I knew exactly what I wanted; everything I had before I tried. Saschia 💫Jayne💫 Johnson
