Sleep comes in great fistfuls
will not let me shake it
tosses me in seas of dreams –
a first love, teenage antics,
a mother’s toil – I am pulled
under, tossed like a rag-doll
a soft breeze like a mindful
caretaker, caresses my skin
reassures me with her lulling
sweetness, forgives negligence
of household chores, promises
all can wait; I succumb again
A writer trying to be an author
Memoirs, writing, publishing and more
On the Road Since 2010, RV & Caravaning Across USA & Europe With 12 Paws
Living on the Edge of the Wild
A man who served in Korea. A woman with a past. It's a new beginning for the end.
THE JOYS OF FULL-TIME RV LIFE - Random, moody, and quirky--but always straight from the heart.
Your mind is a garden, your thoughts are seeds. You can grow flowers or you can grow weeds.
Putting music to words, and words to pictures ~
Looking ahead, without looking back (too often)
A writer with no name 👽
I could use a good nap.
Trading in my combat boots
The Movement: Inspire, Empower & Transform
Some great imagery! “tosses me in seas of dreams…soft breeze like a mindful caretaker..”
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Thank you. Appreciate it!
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Your welcome.
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Letting the waves wash over me with this one … lovely indeed!
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Thank you, Diana!
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My pleasure as always!
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Love this!!!! 🙂
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Thanks, Patty.
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Beautifully expressed!! 🙂
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Thank you, Dorinda!
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My pleasure! So happy you found me, so I could find you!
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Likewise! That’s what I love about the prompts.
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