On Writing

POEM A DAY – June 12

Tomorrow Is Prom Haiku

innocent shoulders 
caressed by the sun, bare witness
tears blur acceptance

(yes, I meant to write ‘bare’ not ‘bear’. :))

One thought on “POEM A DAY – June 12

  1. Strapless, not Bare only for Pickle’s nails to scratch me! Endure the pain of my baby-est bear

    I cannot tell you how much it hurts, screaming “ouch, you fawk” on my boney wrists.

    So I got a tattoo today, all feminine silhouette black, black barely any blood I hoped for, like he draws outta of me…

    Love ya V

    Thank you 10 million times for sharing pain, love and blood bear and bare again

    Polka dot Pickle art 💚

    we will file those talons soon!

    Count down is on Vanessa… meanwhile soak up the sun, dry the occasional tears

    *Robin sister writer *

    *Dreamer lover woman *

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