I travel at a slow pace require low energy to think but I get impatient and high on life which is part of being human It’s ok to be human as long as I remember to take my time and surround myself with peace -Saschia
Tag Archives: life
Packed Away
The fair has been packed away The pony rides and balloon walls Out of sight Carmel corn and fried dough still linger in the air And the ground has muddy footprints from all the fair goers Still the grounds are now an empty space filled with the ghosts of yesterday
More Room
You are accepted the way you are I’ve prayed and hoped for a different you For so many years Now, I have reached a place where You are who you are And that gave me more room for love -Saschia
Rose Roots
Roses dug around the root May not bloom again But placed in the care of a skilled planter Its chances of flowering increase -saschia
Will Write For Tomorrow
Light in the distance A globe or maybe an orb It flits around the corners of my heart Dashes against the edges of my mind I look and touch and smell What it may be like I want things a way Smooth oiled machines But life isn’t so oiled It’s jagged and rough There areContinue reading “Will Write For Tomorrow”
Snuggles
Snuggles are of most value to me in intense bite sizes. Just tight enough a hold to release my breath and only long enough to keep me missing you. -Saschia
Choppy
Waves rush over me I sink in and let them run their course Breathing in uncertainty exhaling relief until I’m released back into still waters -Saschia More at Jayne.Press Airy
Airy
A soft glow of light just outside my window hums a tune that takes me away for a moment. Under my down comforter I sip from a glass that doesn’t quench and air out all my thoughts that lack depth -Saschia
nowhere
jumping jumping from thought to thought they lead I lead but none of it feels quite right -Saschia More at Jayne.Press…. Art
Art
A place where rules can be bent and logic defied where man is winged and birds speak this is where I write from and also from my heart even when it seems meaningless it is something it is a piece of me and I will continue to leave bread crumbs for myself because for someContinue reading “Art”
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