Author: Simona A. Brinson
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RAINBOW WHISPERS Rainbow whispersA prism spills its secrets Colorful confetti in the skyStretching fingersTickling the cloudsA painter’s brushstroke Gone wildSunlight’s laughter Captured in a curve Dancing with drops of mistInvisible symphonies Played on nature’s harpA fleeting masterpiece Then goneSimona A. Brinson Photo by marco forno on Unsplash© Simona A. Brinson and mylifeinword.com All rights reserved.
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ROCK & STONE You know it’s time to let go when… The sun doesn’t shine When he smiles And the distance between hearts Is 10,000 miles Of unpaved rock and stone When you are together-alone Sitting side-by-side And the chasm That divides Is 8.8 million fathoms Of yawning hollow A gulf, so deep Dark and…
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A WREN’S TALE Through my window’s silent frame, I spy a pair, not bound by fame, Two wrens, with hearts entwined in flight, Crafting dreams in morning light.With feathers brushed by dawn’s embrace, They dance upon the patio’s grace,In tender union, side by side, They gather twigs, their love a guide.The male, with plumage bold…
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innocence lost In the garden of youth, innocence thrived, A fragile flower, untouched and alive. But time’s cruel hand, with its relentless cost, Steals the innocence, once cherished, now lost.In childhood’s embrace, laughter did ring, Innocence danced on the winds of spring. Yet, shadows lurked where darkness lay, And innocence faltered, fading away.The world’s harsh…
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ENDURE My soul is weak Because there is yet To be found a cure For this darkness That plagues my soul Without respite Morning, noon and night Though my soul is weak I will endure Even if there is no cure Because morning, noon and night I pray for the light To enter my darkened…
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OF SOLITUDE I miss the peace I miss the quiet Of solitude Nature beacons me Into her embrace She reminds me Of the winds gentleness And the sound of the leaves As they rustle from his touch And the pitter-patter sound of the rain As it touches all in its path With greetings and refreshment…
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GROUNDED I am home I am grounded Peace permeates the atmosphere Dogwoods bloom In pink and white Cardinals chirp incessantly I wonder of what they speak About the days happenings The sky is clear blue Without a cloud in sight A dragonfly flits by I am sure I felt whirls of wind As he passed…
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RISE With every struggle, I grow With each mountain, I climb I am strengthened In the valley I find peace With my head in the clouds I soar When I stumble I reach When I crumble I rise I rise I rise Simona A. Brinson Photo by Hans Isaacson on Unsplash © Simona A. Brinson…
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HORIZONS When I saw you I loved you When I kissed you I knew That roses Weren’t just red And violets only blue I saw horizons ahead That I never imaged Could be And I never thought a kiss Could bring me to my knees Fate, How kind you have been That you would bring…
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