These pieces These snapshots I hope to glimpse on my deathbed His laugh and that face he makes when he’s guilty Her creative remarks And not wanting to be normal Mom’s love poured like the great flood Memories like raindrops Collected in my poetry -Saschia Johnson
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Frayed Ends
Frayed Ends And what, dear children, is the end of the world? Is it when a hydrogen bomb is triggered, and flesh and concrete and body and soul are brought to nothingness by the fury of a stillborn sun? Is it when the rich finally get tired of carrying the poor on their backs (or,Continue reading “Frayed Ends”
Yesterdays Christmas Cookies
Yesterday’s Christmas Cookies Crumbly cookie crumbs falling to the ground lemon tang melting inside my mouth pop! cookies washed down with golden Champagne love bubbles tickle my nose -Saschia Johnson
Baa Humbug
Can you just add the Baa to my humbug Lets stay in bed and cuddle under the covers dreaming up new dreams Let the ghosts come bring us back to childhood to remind us what we really need They’d agree it’s to write and that all these bells and tinsels are unnecessary I’d say letsContinue reading “Baa Humbug”
Miss Piggy
Since it’s Saturday I figured I would post a silly little poem I wrote with my daughter. We had fun working on it together. Miss Piggy She’s my secret treasure That no one can measure She likes lemonade Freshly homemade And hot baths with bubbles Take away her troubles She has a neighbor bumbleContinue reading “Miss Piggy”
Frayed Ends- Morality Collection
Frayed Ends And what, dear children, is the end of the world? Is it when a hydrogen bomb is triggered, and flesh and concrete and body and soul are brought to nothingness by the fury of a stillborn sun? Is it when the rich finally get tired of carrying the poor on their backs (or,Continue reading “Frayed Ends- Morality Collection”
When Feelings Collide with Words
She came And She went She Left. She never Said Goodbye I Meeean I Said It To Her From Behind But With Her Back Turned To Me I Didn’t Have Much Confidence That We Would Meet Again Like If I Got To Say It To Her While Looking In Her Eyes And I’m Just GoingContinue reading “When Feelings Collide with Words”
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