Last night, I was awaken by a poem. Has anyone had that happen? I had these words floating inside my dream. It was interesting, and I was compelled to wake up and write down the words.
perhaps it was a subconscious premonition being whispered in my ear…………..
Here is the poem:
There is poetic silence
between us
as I let you go.
© Kiana Davis
I went to Goodwill today to shop and search for poetic inspiration. I found these figurines, and the gaze from the little girl sitting on the shelf waiting for life to happen caught my eye!
I don’t play games
Board games bother me
I am too direct and literal
To understand
the forced Contemplation
I shut down easily
Quite
Withdrawn
When I cant analyze
Without interruption
(C) Kiana
