by artheart | Dec 24, 2020 | Poetry
Warm Hands Warm Hearts Warm hands, warm hearts 12/24/20 Warm or cold hands warm heart.Our loved ones visit us during these special times. We don’t always feel them in spirit unless we open ourselves up in our hearts.We are loved and know they are there watching...
by artheart | Dec 23, 2020 | Poetry
Rain Boots RAIN BOOTS Rain boots black and white striped keep my feet dry. Made from rubber, muddy, ripped, stable, flexible and cozy. Torn, worn, older as order as they lay there. Memories of planting shrubs and veggies this past year in my...
by artheart | Dec 20, 2020 | Poetry
Doors (v. 2) Doors 12/20/20 Doors open doors shut. Blank hallways beckon us forward.Silent alleyways help to quiet our minds....
by artheart | Dec 11, 2020 | Poetry
Lights Flicker 1212.11.20 LIGHTS FLICKER Lights flicker from the candle wicks It throws shadows as we have a glimpse of the past, memories of people we love....
by artheart | Dec 11, 2020 | Poetry
Old Stories Old stories 12.11.20 Old stories of our past embedded into our souls. They meld with the present. Old patterns continue until they are broken from the chains that held them. Once this is done a new one can be written....
by artheart | Dec 9, 2020 | Poetry
Baby Steps Baby steps 12/9/20 Baby Steps, When we are born, we develop slowly. To roll over, sit up, crawl and stand, walk and run. The same must be said as we go through life. Ever changing to different situations we face. To constantly do this to change ourselves...
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