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12:40 PM
Small Things Are Priceless
January 29, 2016
A quirky Thought, Friends, Uncategorized Life 14 Comments
Vera Robinson 4:15 PM 1/29/16
Soap Operas In A Day
January 13, 2016
A quirky Thought, Soap Operas, Uncategorized Daytime television 7 Comments
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As The World Turns
…Don’t let…
The Days Of Our Lives
…Vanish because…
You’re Searching For Tomorrow
…Stay…
Bold And Beautiful
…Not…
Young And Restless
…See…
The Guiding Light
Who needs soaps?
3:58
Vera Robinson © 2016
Watching
December 3, 2015
A quirky Thought, Beauty, Transparent, Uncategorized Fiction 2 Comments
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Transparent and delicate
With beauty and grace
She watches from the window
As you come and go
3:43 PM
Vera Robinson © 2015
Not So Fragile
November 29, 2015
A quirky Thought, Flower, Uncategorized Life 4 Comments
It looked so
…Fragile…
I was reluctant to
…Touch it…
Afraid I’d destroy what’s
…Remaining…
…I…
Felt a unexplainable
…Surge…
Quickly overcame my
…Fear…
By discovering it was stronger than
…I thought…
Its strengths and power dwelled
…Within me…
3:25 PM
Vera Robinson © 2015
Kindred Souls
November 19, 2015
A quirky Thought, Uncategorized 12 Comments
Photo taken by Ms. Vee 10/15
Only kindred souls can hear the
…Laughter…
That’s traveled by way of the
…Wind…
They’ve come so far
…We…
Can hear their stomachs
…Growling…
No laughter, and no
…Wind…
The wicked feel the screams
…Within…
Through twisted souls
…And…
Frozen hearts
…They…
Are the damned
…Our…
Spirit is free
9:28
Vera Robinson © 2015
Man Of Sand
September 3, 2015
A quirky Thought, Writing Island, Marooned, Pebbles, Sand, Wind 10 Comments
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Upon my exhausted arrival, to this marooned island
To my utter amazement, there he stood
A man of sand. He spoke to me in whispers and welcomed me
To this land. I smiled, and shook his gritty hand
His fingers were pebbles, and rough as could be
I pondered the question, just how could this be
That he could live here
A man in the form of sand
I asked “How are you living, made of sand?”
He look at me strangely, as if should know
Then shuffled his feet, as the wind begin to blow
I’m out of the sea; is how I form to be
There are many others like me, as you will come to see
We were all deserted on this island
But our souls are now free
For many hours we talked, until the darkness came
The waves were crashing, it was a beautiful night
He started to sing, til the wind silenced him
I looked to my right; then to the left
There was nothing… just
A pile of red
Sand…
3:21 PM
Vera Robinson © 2015
These Old Shoes
August 30, 2015
A quirky Thought, Clouds, Writing Escape, Feet, Old Shoes, Painful 42 Comments
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If you were to walk into my world, and step into my worn out shoes
The first thing you’d notice is how the night is bright.
Colorful hues from the rays of the blazing sun illuminate the shadows.
Pillars of clouds, now cover the ground, and the stars are twinkling stakes
These give guidance in the darkness, not of sight, but of mind.
I cannot be selfish with this paradise I’ve found; otherwise I would not have been shown this glorious ground.
When these shoes were brand new, they had no direction, they were shiny, but painful, and my spirit was blue.
I could show you my life if you walk in my shoes, but my feet are very tired; now sore and bruised.
4:25 PM
Vera Robinson © 2015
What Has The Sun Done?
August 20, 2015
A quirky Thought, Non Fiction Fire, Lips, Soul, Sun, Torched 18 Comments
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When the sun was at its
…Peak…
It kissed my skin
…Torched…
My lips, then set
…My…
Soul on
…Fire…
9:21 PM
Vera Robinson © 2015
Forbidden Entrance
May 15, 2015
A quirky Thought, Adult Fantasies, Fiction, Secrets, Taboo 6 Comments
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An explosion of forbidden
…Fantasies…
Broke the entrance to
…Unlock…
The secrets of the
…Taboo…
3:47 PM
Vera Robinson © 2015
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