Photo by Karolina Grabowska: https://www.pexels.com/photo/cardboard-box-on-dark-wooden-table-near-tape-and-scissors-4498152/ by Katrina Wightman I started the process of sorting through our stuff for our next move. We will have been back stateside for almost a year by the time we leave. Being in the states has made it possible for me to visit my family numerous times, for which IContinue reading “Moving again”
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My Post Winter Sunshine
Anchor
Poem by Katrina Wightman Photo by Mustafa Çimen: https://www.pexels.com/photo/close-up-of-anchor-chain-18018517/
Pleasant Pace Produces Progress
SHINE
Prime the Pump
Satisfying swill slides to my stomach. Stress swimming in my subconscious slows from simmer to silence. Sublime sentences shimmer to the surface. Please provide a pen and paper pronto a promise of poetry is present.
My Book
Absent Muse
I go to our usual spot by the fountain. I drink my coffee and draft my daily to do list. Pen and favorite journal in hand I wait for you. Many morning have passed without you, yet still I come and wait. We are old friends who have weathered each other’s absences many times over theContinue reading “Absent Muse”
Fire light Musings
Kindred Soul Darkness surrounds me, held at bay by the flames that dance before me. The creatures of the night are the only sound. I watch the flames dance. Darkness surrounds him, held at bay by the flames that dance before him. The creatures of the night are the only sound. He watches the flamesContinue reading “Fire light Musings”
What Binds Me to Thee My Love?
‘Tis not the companionship nor the pleasure Although both abound in equal measure _________________________________ My heart and soul laid bare with no other did I dare ________________________________ Your eyes doth see true all that is laid before you ________________________________ and still your love you doth give free and this my love is what binds me to thee.