Georgia Tell's Blog, page 12
June 5, 2018
Poem #721
I love your eyes
that say nothing
I love your ears
that can’t hear my words
I love your mouth
that never opens to speak
June 4, 2018
Poem #720
my little tan puppy
can we bring him home?
can we? can we?
my little tan puppy
he prances around the car
he is so happy
my little tan puppy
he is so eager to please
I love him already
Poem #719
I am me
unfortunately
and it’s evident always
I am behind a wall
hearing you all
sometimes peeking over
watching
I’m included
but I’m separate
Poem #718
[image error]warm breeze through the desert twilight
floating on the dark dirt
dreaming of serenity
as if it will be achieved
though calm is here, now
Poem #717
hard girl wants to be soft
tiny, fragile, precious, lovely
so kind that she’s an angel
hard girl wants to be soft
but she speaks too loudly
and jokes too roughly
hard girl is soft
she cries everyday
she is more fragile than she knows
Poem #716
somersault in the grass at midnight
come inside with green on my back
the dew chills my forearms
I am happy
History Today – June 4, 2018
This History Today series aims to document what life is like in this period of history. I update whenever I feel like it.
I saw more than three ads today about starting my own business. I know ads are targeted, but someone has got to be running these ads, which means there’s clearly a community for this sort of thing.
I once bought the book of one of these people. While there was some good information, there was nothing that I didn’t already really know.
Perhaps we need to be babied and told...
Poem #715
cry until she screams
she is enraged
heartbroken
powerful
she can do anything
she will show you
Poem #714
I am the ocean
she is the boat
and she is the anchor
I take the boat and anchor everywhere
we explore the world together
hurricanes are inevitable
I am the ocean
she sails into a harbor
and she plummets to the rocky bottom
boat and anchor weather the storm
we set off again
calm waters always return
