You are worth more than a thousand words you’re worth the search that never ends As long as you are the light at the end of my tunnel I’ll always have something to strive for -Saschia Johnson on my back
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on my back
the pain is relieved from my hips and my pelvis between tiny contractions is heavenly rest pillows prop me and I dose off thinking of what it will all be like when she’s here -Saschia Johnson Unfocused
Unfocused
There’s a breeze and a howl there’s a dance I’ve missed one I’ve longed for and one I remember stomach pains and a kick in the rib my mind squanders and so I do too I’m here then I’m not I’m connected then drifting oh the fires of life burn so strongly in my soulContinue reading “Unfocused”
Silly Billy
The words that drift out of me are sometimes a shocker. Who’s that man with the big moon eyes? Who’s that girl with the upside down curls? If there is a time we need to think it’s now, but thinking is entirely too much work so we busy ourselves with tasks. Redundant tasks that requireContinue reading “Silly Billy”
A Home Full of Hope
Hope floats around my house it fogs the windows and clogs the drains but it smells of lemons and roses. And so we just wipe our fogged windows clean…..
Moraldom
Moraldom Wrap me in white and send me along, away to a place where there’s no rules Rock me steady on a hollow log listen for my beats, while I drift along Gift me your love while in white I dream but what I want is to be alone, I suppose watch as everything escapesContinue reading “Moraldom”
Returning
Sometimes I write to escape myself sometimes I write to find myself other times I write just because I have to no matter what I’m always returning -Saschia Inspired by Freud’s Master Plot by Peter Brooks More poetry? The Third Trimester
puzzle
here are the parts some broken some whole and worthwhile others timeless but when hung together it becomes a symphony a novel a coming to that can be revealed in no other way -Saschia Another poem? Step
Moments of Desire
Why do I have to want it so bad it scares me to try I wish I could calmly face my desires no matter how large They say shoot for the moon but I tend to shoot for the sky I’m definitely a toe dipper -Saschia Step
Under Construction
There’s construction on the bridge makes me not want to cross it even though the construction is being done underneath it just slows things down There must be another way -Saschia Where
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