last night in a dream
you were alive as can be
together again
About the Creator
Susan Payton
I love to write in every venue. I am 75 years old and try to make every day count,. I am learning a great deal about poetry on Vocal, and I am glad to be here.
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me, me, me
when i read back my poetry it screams “me, me, me” on my screen in bold letters and i can’t shut it up — most days, i cannot make any other words out; i want to throttle a thousand versions of the me gone by, i want to throw myself from a figurative balcony, i want to sink a sword into every pen i’ve held
By angela hepworth7 days ago in Poets
This Is What I Do When People Throw Rocks At Me
Rocks have been thrown at me for a greater part of my life. Some have been small and missed hitting me. When people don't get a reaction from me, they throw bigger rocks with a better aim. Many have been hurled at me with precision over the years. For a long time, I thought my only options were to dodge them or be crushed by them.
By Margaret Minnicks7 days ago in Confessions
Comments (3)
Hugs! Both a wonderful and sad dream at the same time.
I hope you're okay 🥺 Sending you lots of love and hugs ❤️
Oh, hugs, Susan. That's a hard dream to wake up from.