✨A Poem✨ Specks of dust drift to the ground settling between the floor boards. Ancient history in my blood but too far to startle me. I drink from a wine glass filled with water and snap my tongue against the roof of my mouth. Outside is brimming with games of tag and brief moments toContinue reading “Too Present to Fear the Past”
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Words of Affirmation
✨A Poem✨ lips against lips I swallow words after I let them linger against my tongue I taste the way they sound as my brain lights up and asks for more Saschia Jayne Johnson
Truffles
✨A Poem✨ Truffles Revisited Golden box filled with a cryptic desserts The folded paper to decipher which chocolate is at the tip of my tongue Without that paper I poke and prod each truffle looking for the perfect one. And when I find the one that suits me I tip my head back and baskContinue reading “Truffles”
Oh the Ships
✨A Poem ✨ Walking through mall, I didn’t look left I didn’t look right but then there were ships. Oh the ships. They weren’t just any ships, they were the ones for freedom fighting rebels; the good pirates they’d say. Even though I really wanted it, I told myself I’ll get it next time. SaschiaContinue reading “Oh the Ships”
A Day Away
✨A Poem✨ the sun rose and set while I lost myself in worlds not so distant from own Maybe someday I’ll be there making footprints in the sand -Saschia ✨Jayne✨ Johnson
Spoon Full of Sugar
✨A Poem✨ I dipped my hands in soapy water and sunk into Venus who whispered all the things I’d love to hear: In the middle of it all, in the dark when I feel alone, and in the light when I feel lighter than air. Saschia ✨Jayne✨ Johnson
Out?
✨A Poem✨ Bare bones clatter against the sidewalk a few cards from the deck left as bread crumbs that lead deeper into the maze Who knew this was the way out? Saschia ✨Jayne✨ Johnson
Zapped
✨A Poem✨ Beneath her fingertips she held the greatest gift ever given. Her core illuminated with joy and she had enough energy to see the world come alive one more time. She’s not looking for anyone to save her but connection feels nice. Saschia ✨Jayne✨ Johnson
Human Maze
✨A Poem ✨ Inside the human maze are locked doors and doors left wide open with a million different versions of you that have not yet tasted the sun They shift and move and play peek a boo grow and shrink and turn you sideways and right side up. You and only you hold allContinue reading “Human Maze”
Showing Up
✨A Poem ✨ This heart beats bare against the wood floor letting my insides guide me through the garden and connects me to something I can’t name There’s no answers here The only reflection is you Saschia ✨Jayne✨ Johnson
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