She smiles and tells her story And I listen at how she will make flying elephants “Big or small” I ask “Small ones” I love her idea and Her mind and the way her eyes look when she thinks of all the magical things she’ll add to her secret little world of magic.
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Night Creature
Aimless walks under the moonlight Orange hues A breeze fingering my hair Ah, the life of a night creature Spreading wings Shredding wings Finding words and self And novel ideas -Saschia
Yes
The doors open as wide as a fishes mouth Not a squeak to em The sun it shines into the dead silent hallway beams dance on the floor Wiggling to some translucent beat I’m sure it’s not my heartbeat Shadows scatter I freeze to admire the sight I stand still confident in the shadows returnContinue reading “Yes”
Why I Write Everyday
There is a bunch of reasons why I write everyday One is for my family For freetime or solitude So I have something to look back on To see how far I come Inner healing To avoid negativity Why do you write?
Let Me Love You
Take my hand and tell me it all The good days the misfortunes Some silly jokes the times you fought so hard not to cry Show me your belly laughs Please share these things because I want to love you All of you I want to know everything that made you You -Saschia
The End of the Day
At the end of the day, I just want to spend time with you Doesn’t matter what we do Watching Movies snuggles reading dozens of knock knock jokes You’re the smile on my face A reason to keep going And every step I take has you in mind -Saschia
#Amwriting
I want to write I want to stretch my fingers And let em go Typing typing typing away Lost in adventures Lost in the scenes Pushing pushing through the pain Typing typing Eyes closed eyes squinted Teeth gritted Pushing and typing Hoping that finally a stiff book baby Will exist in my hands -Saschia
Just Finish
I start and I start And I just know I’ll finish So I start some more But the secret is to finish At least that’s what I heard We’ll see some day -Saschia
Blank-ness
The words won’t slip out. My legs twitch with electricity and my mind black as the deep blue. I’ll fish and meditate and search for a hook but when nothing comes all I have left is a defensive rotation between force and small rests -Saschia
Belief
From now on I will believe in my writing. I will be confident enough to be teachable while also being true to me. It took a lot of work to be able to write that and mean it at the same time. It’s not just an affirmation it’s a statement of who I’ve become. IContinue reading “Belief”
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