Step one – vulnerability

sometimes when you think you know the way- you should go

I find myself catching the bus at the end of the line

two- when I am exposed beads of sweat roll across my forehead, all I want to do is bury my lungs in hot coffee

Three- on being a writer- contending – I don’t write love poems –

I don’t write love poems

I repeat

I don’t write them

By now I’ve grown down to the point of a pencil,

and now I’m ready to start again. kindness sis . Krissy

 

 

 

 

5 responses

  1. loristrawn Avatar
    loristrawn

    Perfection! It’s like you’re reading the inside of my heart.

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    1. Visionariekind Avatar

      lol- my sis. from another mother 😊

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  2. Maren Avatar

    I never learn that love poems are love poems until years later.

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  3. Ash Avatar

    Ohh I love this especially the vulnerability segment. Powerful message that even when we don’t know where we are going, just go there anyways 🌷

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    1. Visionariekind Avatar

      thank you kindly Ash, have wonderful weekend 😊

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