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hand in hand, we are skipping along, a path made of stone~ dreaming our lives in black and white are we happy with the mediocre? No. can we bring it back to life? ...partially dead, your heart wants to beat again~ we have a list; let's not consider the bucket just yet... #inkMine

Nov. 21, 2024 was the beginning of the end for my mother. I had to finally force her into the ER. She sat in a wheelchair inside my father's hospital room after a fall for 9 days straight. In return for her dedication to the love of her life, she ended up getting sick >>

Good morning from Las Vegas....

there's no end here, at least not today... there was yesterday when leaves 🍃 fell scurrying in their hurry to kiss the ground~ #inkMine #poetry

a steady silence in the heartbeats... trapped in seclusion warped indifference she stays for a while as a passerby, watching waiting for life to begin~ #inkmine #poetry

"It's my house & I live here" music.youtube.com/watch?v….

♡ Silence ♡ broke down Silences loud voices Shout is there a way Out? her stare cold, a gaze almost lost, a trance pulling you unto the quiet~ you wonder... did you have a chance? a kiss of silence placed on her forehead~ her heart, laughter & pain you want all of them to be yours~ #poetry

skies open torn between grey & blue slivers of crystal fell to my feet~ #inkMine

♡Electric Clouds♡ There was a dance in the sky last night of you and me dark heat and passionate sighs... I'm shimmery and you're electrifying... we are where drama collides~ #inkMine 📸 mine

lean into the abstract reflecting inner turmoil expressions of confusion heavy tensions between restraint and emotion a divinity of madness~ #poetry

a weighted blanket, love celestial stars, fragmented shards of cosmic sorrow #poetry

time heals wounds so people tell me, no optimistic outlook will help at this moment~ she's in a better place so people tell me, no comforting thought will help at this moment~ I don't want atta girl accolades for the devotion, I had for my mother... I just want her back

over rooftops sunrise creeps there's beauty in her tears~ #poetry

silence is too loud moments in between wood chimes fluttering~ #poetry

there's a sadness creeping inside... keeps me from sleep as tears kiss my cheeks... how do you explain pain in each sigh, a breath that whispers audible... they say tell her It's alright to let go... but can't you hear how people fight for You~ #inkMine #poetry

once a formidable woman pain and delirium scroll through her body~ pleading not for mercy, as toxic traits are still ever present, she reaches for death, begging~ #poetry

morning ride beneath a setting moon... we ride into the sunrise~ she sets beautifully admist the canyons as a soulless wonder gathers courage~ #poetry #inkMine #photography mine

essence of clouds, milky dusklight juggles the wind of her mated soul~ #inkMine #photography mine

I'mma lemons make pink lemonade kinda lady... I can find a silver lining in just about anything. I'm too old to marinate in bad juju~

so tomorrow is the day I lose another toe... some of my workers had ideas on what to do with said toe... 1. cremation & put in a crystal vial necklace. have etched on the outside 3rd toes the charm~ 2. pickle it 😆 🤣 I think #1 is the winner!

muddy waters wells runnin' dry, tears fallin' do you hear her cries~ push-n-pullin' darlin' are we dancing side by side... dusklight memories you & I... I don't know what's yonder but I sure hope you love her always~ little dove 🕊 signing off~ she throws kisses at your goodbyes. #inkMine

shadows follow me weight like a blanket feeling your soul cry~ forehead tingles with memories of nicknames & laughter~ mind remembering good times & bad... only wanting to take the ones where I smile because you were the one to put it there... your little dove 🕊 misses you~

no one sat still today not even me, restless games were played... blank spaces & pages were filled with ink drying in an inkwell~ smoothly penned once tears moisten words... memories stained in sanity~ #poetry

the weather knew you were sad today... ripping stitches apart you bleed... threadbare from the roots give it time... maybe we can create a patchwork for your heart~ stay strong, little dove 🕊 #poetry