Every cell in my
Body wants to sing out, but
Life whispers: “Not yet”
Poet & Storyteller ✨
Her heart was made of liquid sunsets 🌅 - Virginia Woolf
How does it work?
Extraordinary piece 😊💯❤️💥
More stories from Joelle E N and writers in Poets and other communities.
I have spent my life Here but not present, except When the light hits me
By Joelle E N3 years ago in Poets
patience pushing through provocation and pain with poise passively plastered on unperturbed faces papering over the cracks formed
By ali7 days ago in Poets
When all is said and done, a human is often a puppet of their own ego. Lived four decades of life, observed enough,
By Seema Patel6 days ago in Poets
The birds feasted at Aylesford on the flesh of both Saxon and Celt King Horsa alone lying undefiled till claimed by Aeronwen's raven
By John Cox2 days ago in Chapters
Comments (1)
Extraordinary piece 😊💯❤️💥