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Emily B : Writing

an open conversation

an open conversation

A Poem by Emily B


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he's coming back this way

he's coming back this way

A Poem by Emily B


i awoke the other nightto the soundof a child cryingmama, mamai am scaredmy childis coming back to metravelling between worldsi wonderwherehe might la..
spring

spring

A Poem by Emily B


i went lookingfor a tree today.It had some letterscarvedonceupon a time.Beforethey werescratched outagain.Trees falland memoriesfail.I couldn'tbe sure..
creating

creating

A Poem by Emily B


she is notwhat she wasand notwhat she will beeitherthe butterfliesare stirringwanting to flyand soonwe will see their brightly coloredwingstriumphant
mad scramblings

mad scramblings

A Poem by Emily B


i am here nowi always love youtrying to think back to the voicethe one you said came to me the one that saidi could send magic to youmaybe i can send ..
learning about love

learning about love

A Poem by Emily B


sometimessomeone will comeout of the darknessto teach us somethingof singular importancei am gladi still have so muchto learn
i owe you an apology

i owe you an apology

A Poem by Emily B


might as well say it out loud
what is there to say?

what is there to say?

A Poem by Emily B


i used to be a prolific poetplacing words just sostacking them in cunning ways to get my point acrossmaybe i said every thingmaybe those old structure..
Rule of Thirds

Rule of Thirds

A Poem by Emily B


This isn't my work. Handwritten note from a friend, John Steinemann. You knew him here as left hand smoke shifter or a true gentleman
a valentine, maybe

a valentine, maybe

A Poem by Emily B


it's been a while since i got out the crayons and paper doilies, so why not?