Always breathing. Always learning. Always searching. Always dreaming.
Shake me
Wake me up
Roll me from the disconnect, the disappointment, the despair
This ocean is too deep and my life vest too small
Take my hand
Don’t lead, don’t solve
Just take my hand
I am strong
I am courageous
I am here
But my breath is wavering
Heart and soul unsettled
Feet won’t move
but eyes still see
Give me time
and a little air
But first…
Shake me
Tori Burris Inkley
3/3/21
The Poetry of Emotion
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absolute drivel.
Because she can
Listen to your inner self..it has all the answers..
Bernie Gourley. Traveling Poet-Philosopher
Some thoughts from author and agent Marie Lamba
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Daydreaming and then, maybe, writing a poem about it. And that's my life.
Tori Dreamer 