
tagging shame – when thinking poetry – not my style

tagging shame – when thinking poetry – not my style

why my love
when life is waiting for you
to take off

In wings
my soul sings
the love song.


in green
blue is the favorite
for feelers

In nature – a fallen feather – with tears.
i naturen
en fallen fjäder
med tårar

Trapped – no way to go – but the web.
fängslad
ingenstans att ta vägen
förutom till webben

How ever tiny – you have a life – being true to.
#everylifematters

white and black – when world is painted – most beautiful.
This one is made in honouring standing up for equality and I am so sorry about what is happening in USA.
I condemn the murder of the black man by the police murderer.
I condemn the violence going on and the looting of shops.
I love my dresses my mother made to me when I was a child. I have saved them dearly. They are so well and neat done.
My mother also sewed dresses to the princesses of Sweden because she was so particular when sewing. The princesses are our King’s sisters.
hon hade en dröm
iklädd blommor
och söta rynkor

She had a dream – dressed in flowers – and cute wrinkles.

Universe written – in symbols and colors – heart is reading.
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