I get lost on purpose. It helps me clear my mind. Up this way Around that way Find a new sanctuary. Find a place to mend. I get lost on purpose to find my way home again. DizzyDezzi (c) 2016
Tag Archives: poem
Non-Believer
He was not there When I needed him But the calls Of those who hurt me Were always answered Called a liar When I spoke the truth A sinner When I followed the rules A loser When things finally went my way My charm Is luck Truth And passion The only path I follow IContinueContinue reading “Non-Believer”
Secrets: A Haiku
Secrets are toxic Waste that should be disposed of Immediately DizzyDezzi (c) 2016
Comfort
There is comfort in numbers, Some people believe. The fewer, the better Is comfort to me. I don’t like big crowds. I love being alone. Some folks prefer to go out. For me, there’s no place like home. Give me a good book Or a big ball of yarn. I’m bound to get hooked andContinueContinue reading “Comfort”
Aspire
This small town girl, who’s seen some of the world, aspires to see the big city. I want to take a long flight and take a big bite out of the city that never sleeps. I’m a musical girl, but I don’t expect I’ll sing beyond the din of the subway. I was told, longContinueContinue reading “Aspire”
