MJ Donnery

Clouds

In my loneliest days I used to dream of clouds I would walk through them As they billowed and grazed the ground Night after night They would come back for…

poetry, Romantic, Winter

The 1st Sign of Winter

The first sign of winter Was when you leaned over to kiss me I didn’t know you then And little did I know That I never would © MJ Donnery

poetry, Self-Reflection, Stardust

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Each and every morning Brings with it Either the promise Of love Or the promise Of apathy Which will you choose today?

Lonely Girl, poetry, writing

Silence

Somehow I always felt you close Sensed a truth, a knowing Like a knot Unraveling in the dark indentations Of my lonely self Are you there… bashful soul? What is…

Lonely Girl, poetry, writing

Free

On that fateful morning I sat on a wooden bench Beneath a fading tree… And whispered your name to an open sky Releasing you, I watched as you spiraled, swirled…

Lonely Girl, poetry, writing

Blink

For a moment, I thought I caught something In the way you glanced over In the way you caught my eye as if in a sudden flash of recognition …at…

Lonely Girl, poetry, writing

Late October

Windy morning, rustling leaves You reach for my hand and place it inside the warmth of your glove For a moment, I feel you hesitate And I, suddenly afraid Remember…

poetry, Self-Reflection, Stardust

Page 189

Each and every morning

Brings with it

Either the promise

Of love

Or the promise

Of apathy

Which will you choose today?

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