stop rowing to your tide......
feel the emotion in this..
thankyou for sharing

Blondey111...thankyou
pkh..... thankyou
Laura10... thankyou
k....thankyou
hellsboy... thankyou
I appreciate everyone who takes the time to read.

feeling the cold in this piece

tazzops.... thankyou.
Destiny41...thankyou

two coconut cookies.yum.

ahhhhh...that morning light....wonderfully written...Cyn

some days during the week I take a city bus
I watch her as she climbs on board
tugging a handcart stuffed with a filthy red Miller's Lite tote bag
I instantly hurt within myself for her
she's wearing dirty black jogging pants, a purple sports bra and runners
a scar runs up from underneath the waist of her pants to the top of the bra
she runs a finger up and down the scar, up and down,down and up
she has burns, scars, raised edges on her exposed skin
a man stands up and gives her his seat
she nudges my foot with her cart
she says 'sorry' and smiles at me
I return the smile saying 'it's okay'
her teeth are darkened yellow, crooked, some missing
I think her age could be thirty
she's so thin, there's no where to hide
I look at passengers, I see disdain, judgement, distaste
it looks as if some are pretending she's not even there
and my hurt for her increases
her pain has no filter

captured me

thankyou, pkh
tazzops

true.

and feather my very existence in verse...what a lovely, lovely piece this is.

k....this piece reads so smoothly...I am taken in it's elegant and eloquent lines.

7:22 am in friendly Manitoba

hellsboy...& I thankyou you for reading
tommy...thankyou for your kindness
Syborg...thankyou!
R....thankyou,pleased you found something you enjoyed

pink satin knee length robe

yay it's Saturday
there's a fair just down the street
cotton candy plus rides plus games, yay
my inner child wants to go

k...yours are the best words I've read all day,thanking you sweetly.

my feet take me to the dock
i try calling your name
but it's as if a stone is in my throat
i hear the invitation of the lake
come, see your face in the lake
i sit upon the deck and peer down
into inky black water
my face floats, stays as if searching
i breathe, softly exhaling
for i see your face, floating in the water
for you have found a place to be,
forever

No.

Have you ever put a coin on railroad tracks?

Avici...hey brother...make it stop..lol.