Nourishment
For P.B.
one front porch
in the yawn of Friday
afternoon sun
freshly brewed tea, iced
with lemon, sage green
muskoka chairs
empathy
rage
laughter
Poe, Keats
Billing, Shields
the wonderment
the awe
the poems, the poems
the poems

EDITOR | WRITER | TEACHER
Nourishment
For P.B.
one front porch
in the yawn of Friday
afternoon sun
freshly brewed tea, iced
with lemon, sage green
muskoka chairs
empathy
rage
laughter
Poe, Keats
Billing, Shields
the wonderment
the awe
the poems, the poems
the poems

The wonderment, the words, the poems
YOuR poems Vanessa 🥰
Me too, i can’t wait to squeeze ya, feel your squeeze
I am indulging in your latest book! Thank you for sharing, printing, publishing, bleeding, pouring, raw, soaked with sweat and tears. Blood is here, there, out or not – its hitting mine that pumps, oh the blood, that pain and gain we get to…. As we heal I don’t care if its 10:37 pm, I am sending my words to make sure you know I love to be a part of it, we all mourn! I am only on page 15 I have googled 2 words And hopefully learned them! (Definitely soma)
We should still be penpals when i have a N8 postal code!
Love n hugs to you, Writing wrockstar!
*Robin *
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