Knowing you are in there andI cannot reach you. It pains me.What shadow has taken you to theanother side of the moon?They say that scars are muteBut scars have painted themselves uponyour face, and I want to wash themaway with my tears. Because I know of ache,I know of that throb that weights a soul […]
In the attic
You’ll find things. Things that have been tucked away and hidden. We forget that there, collecting dust from past, they’re still usable and in perfect shape. The shadows have come to find them as friends. I wonder how we’ve come to this place in our minds.
It normal to feel delicate as a June petal breaking from its bloom after the heaviness of rainfall, yet, know that tomorrow you’ll be strong. – Linda J Wolff
Taken for Granted. Poem
i question whether you are taking me for granted. i know a rose loses her brilliance and fragrance over time and then she’s discarded like all the rest. is this you who doesn’t appreciate the strength in stems and roots. please tell me i’m wrong. i want to believe wholeheartedly that you are not like […]
𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚍𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝, 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢’𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚘𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚜… 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 like i do 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎 that burns on and on 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚠 […]
𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚜 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚘𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜… – Linda J Wolff
𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚢’𝚜 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠’𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 tranformed. – 𝙻𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝙹 𝚆𝚘𝚕𝚏𝚏
𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚢? -Linda J Wolff
𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛’𝚜 𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜. – Linda J Wolff
𝙳𝚘 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝙳𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙻𝚒𝚏𝚎?
𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 a 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚢𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 – 𝙻𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝙹 𝚆𝚘𝚕𝚏𝚏