shiny feelings brand new
open their minds to the dawn's dew
refreshing and true purity is in bloom
shy of nature vulnerable to light
she dwells in the shadows
bare of thorns or spikes
she prefers quiet to the noise
a beautiful creature few know
she grew up in my imagination
a new girl
she has no history
she has no pain
open to the lovely things on display
holding her head with dignity
she is me
a poetic dreamer singing of hope
the world left behind I create realms all my own
there I have a family and friends
never seen by humanity
they watch from the otherside
tasting the flavor of the place
deciding whether or not they someday want to be human
little creatures, I call will of the warrior kids
they inspire courage, because they are willing to try anything
sometimes they visit me and go through my memories
to get some understanding and point of referrence
little soul explorers, I love them
Creative, magical and you! Nice work Brenda!! xo
thank you graciously dearest Keith just my imagination ❤️
Passionately penned, Brenda. Outstanding write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
thank you graciously dearest Damian I’m blushing ❤️
This is too freaking awesome!! Haha
hello beautiful Adelphina thank you graciously sweet poet sister ❤️
I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again. Then mind is our most powerful organ. When little girls can create love, safety and family in their minds, that’s a life saving thing. Beautifully written, Brenda 🧡