people make my past
seem dirty
it offends them
“I” chose to die
while living
it’s MY past to share Continue reading
Author: Laura Lee Bonde
Clarity
As time passes, dreams fade but never disappear.
“My Dreams”
the violin
speaking
traveling
photography
auto mechanics
crocheting
dancing down the aisle
gardening
canning
painting
singing
producing
publishing
composing
having someone to talk to
about anything
my past, present, or future
“Tulips”
simple
elegant
fresh
“Solitude”
here I am in Your Arms
safe & cozy
no need to worry
just
be
“the Voice of Love”
if love needs an answer
then it’s not waiting
if love needs direction
then it’s not asking
if love feels alone
then it’s not listening to Love
“Ticking Away”
time
is
what
you
make
of
it
“Tip Toes”
my life poured out
in a dance
for all to see
or look away
each word
a motion
each move
emotion Continue reading
“Photographic Memory”
driving
to my retreat
cars riddled the roads
one by one
turning off behind me
but I kept going Continue reading
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