The Curve sometimes a safe spaceis in the curve of a silent smile it is not a room or a tower it is in the tangible serenity of shared communityunmeasurable – uncomplicatedbasking beyond language it is good hereto be held this way Three words - For Jim Did you know that pumpernickel translates in German… Continue reading Poem 289 & 290 – The Curve & Three Words
Author: Vanessa Shields
Writer. Mother. Lover.
Poem 288 – Nothing
Nothing This is a poem about nothingBecause nothing is all I can giveThis is a poem about givingBecause nothing is somethingThis is a poem about somethingBecause something is a giftThis is a poem about giftingBecause poetry is a gift
Poem 287 – I want to tell you
I want to tell you I want to tell you, it’s gonna be okay. I know you need to hear these words. I know you don’t believe them, most of the time. I know you let them fall to your feet into a puddle of muddy weather leftovers you avoid. Did you know you used… Continue reading Poem 287 – I want to tell you
VANESSA SHIELDS 