suN is near

[SmileGRL]

this bRoken lullaby. this suNless soul. tears fears. dreams hopes. aches & screams. i stitch them aLL together with sticky fingers writing hoMe. whaT do you caRe what kind of needle i stick into my veins when you’re knitting your oWn song?

i cringe
i cringe for you sometimes
i envy
i wish

i wish

i wish

& wHat to dO with hopes swimming in fear & dreams seWn inTo my eaRs

time. time. drink ginger & cinnamon tea. chamomile me. sew. sew. no more snow! no more broken. no more.

i wrote this poem

count the days…suN
sun is near

[saw]

much anguish illustrated effectively in your lines, the cycle of wishing for more, what might be woven, sewn, the rotation of the earth, the sun's distance.....the cycles of life......the longing for brighter days...

nice work, smile

[SmileGRL]

exactly. thanks for reading deeper.

[the mingo]

( !! )

[SmileGRL]

tick tock tick tock. the smiley was so big i almost missed the exclamation marks, mr. mingo. and yet, i did not.

[Doreen Peri]

Painful yet hopeful ... I can identify!

The human condition ... we need each other

Great to see you posting, MJ! We've missed you around here!

[SmileGRL]

thanks miss dori. i missed you guys too. so silly of me to stay away so long. thanks for having me back.

this winter has just been too miserable and too long. but i see suN! & things always look better when the sun is shining.