Are you paying attention?
A collaboration of of fifty-nine on the cadence of broken hearts and hope! Enjoy!
A collaboration of thirty on a very affectionate affair of poetry pizzazz! Enjoy!
The second part of a collaboration of fifty-eight on creative connections between the wondrous worlds and ourselves! Enjoy!
A poem I wrote about the negative experience of growing up. Thank you for reading <3
πΈ π₯π£πππ ππͺ: ππππππ πππππ πππππππππππ ππ πππ πππππππ πππ ππππππ πππππππππ
Free verse. A letter to my first love. With a shoutout to Mary Oliver.
#8 in my Phobia Series. Originally, I wrote this for my siblings though I am not so sure now. A poem about 'gerascophobia'. Thank you. :) <3
I don't know what this poem is, but I wrote it about growing up and cutting the cord from past selves. Thank you for reading! <3
Will you still love me when times has taken its toll?
Moments of time, scattered in the night.
I wrote this about growing up and how the process is not always kind to you. Hope you enjoy and everyone is well! (Posted on Instagram at @moonwakewords)
you don't have much longer. (also pls be safe in love, especially for u young ones who arent exactly experienced<3)
It's been too long and now I am hollow. I think of those old notes you sent me. Then I know what I am to you.
A collaboration of of fifty-nine on the cadence of broken hearts and hope! Enjoy!
A collaboration of thirty on a very affectionate affair of poetry pizzazz! Enjoy!
The second part of a collaboration of fifty-eight on creative connections between the wondrous worlds and ourselves! Enjoy!
A poem I wrote about the negative experience of growing up. Thank you for reading <3
πΈ π₯π£πππ ππͺ: ππππππ πππππ πππππππππππ ππ πππ πππππππ πππ ππππππ πππππππππ
Free verse. A letter to my first love. With a shoutout to Mary Oliver.
#8 in my Phobia Series. Originally, I wrote this for my siblings though I am not so sure now. A poem about 'gerascophobia'. Thank you. :) <3
I don't know what this poem is, but I wrote it about growing up and cutting the cord from past selves. Thank you for reading! <3
Will you still love me when times has taken its toll?
Moments of time, scattered in the night.
I wrote this about growing up and how the process is not always kind to you. Hope you enjoy and everyone is well! (Posted on Instagram at @moonwakewords)
you don't have much longer. (also pls be safe in love, especially for u young ones who arent exactly experienced<3)
It's been too long and now I am hollow. I think of those old notes you sent me. Then I know what I am to you.