She saw The first Weak strand She began To pull it The lies Began to Fall apart Along The way Regret Soon began To set In her Mind It occurred To her That it Was time To go No longer Would The tears Form In her Eyes Going on Her own Way was The strandContinueContinue reading “String”
Category Archives: Poetry
Birthday
Born to a hard life Overcome some hard lessons Better days ahead DizzyDezzi (c) 2016
The Hardest Task
Sometimes The hardest task That a person Must perform Is drawing A line In the sand. DizzyDezzi (c) 2016 http://www.dizzydezzi.com
Theatre
Life is theatre Even if you Believe you are Not playing along. Even as an Eyewitness You are playing Your part. There is no Escape But to live As if no one Is watching. But also be Your best self Because watching They are. DizzyDezzi (c) 2016
Autumn Explosion
Autumn explodes with reds and golds. DizzyDezzi (c) 2016
Diva's Laundry Service 