It’s been a long time since I could knit a thought together.
My mind is made of strings at the moment but impossible to untie.
You distract me from reality and I forget I have a voice.
I felt so alone but now I feel complete.
I do not need to ask to be heard because you listen before I speak.
You remind me that every day can be better.
Turning adoring music into something more than a hopeful undertone.
You got me in this loop of butterflies and racing beats.
Don’t feel sick like I thought I would.
Nervous to the point that I start to step away.
Yet, you grab my hand and ask to hear my thought.
Secure as if you’ve done this before.
Won’t you tell me all there is to know?
I feel like you and I could be more than just friends.
Got this dream in my head that you might be the one.
Letting an honest half of me become my whole self.
Only you seem to understand what it’s like.
The Unsigned Writer 
Beautiful words. I really love the way you arrange them to tell us about how you feel at the moment. 😇
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Thank you. The emotions are honest and I’m eager to be writing in such a new, magical form. I appreciate the feedback.
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You are welcome! Yes, I can feel it through those words. I must say you have a great talent. 😊
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Wow! SO nice to see a poem from you! Great job! You should start posting on AllPoetry or Commaful!
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Such A Vivid Picture Such A Clear
Memory of my Days at University
Books Stacked So High And So Far
From my Soul Within
Only one Philosophy
Class Maybe Three
Took me Back Home
A Place i Never Visited Before
And Yes Three Part Time Jobs
With A Triple Major Load Bringing
Three Degrees i Used to Lay in Bed
So Cold in A House on the River-Front
Vacated by my Grandmother my Home Alone
So Tired at 3am Just 3 Hours Until starting it all
Over Again that Would Only Lead to a Working World the Same…
Oh So Blessed i found Some Magical Words Flowing From my Soul
in those Philosophy Classes at 18 Where Do they Come From the Logical
Part of my
Restricted
Soul For So Many
Years Asking at age 18…
A Philosophy Instructor
Experiencing a Similar Flow
of Creativity in His Lectures
As if We Were Joined By Young
And Old Souls in Some Way then…
He Even Asked someone
to Record What He Was
Breathing in Words
As at His Age
Close to 60
He Had Never Experienced
Free Verse Creativity This way..
My How Beautiful to See You Finding
Your Soul in Poetry Dear Jade For It’s
True This is the Place
Of Soul Mate
Who Breathes
Within We Never Escape
Eternally Now Thing is i Lost
This Breath After Age 18 Hehe i replaced
It With A Young Cuban American Girl Friend
My First Love
Some 35 Years
Later i Found my
Soul Mate in Poetry
Again And Now i am
Able to Breathe as TRuE FRiEnD
to me And the Same For Others Wherever
i Dance
And Sing
Next With SMiLes
The Treasure is Keeping the Breath
And True It’s Very Difficult More Difficult
Than Ever in a World Of So Much Truly
Meaningless Distraction At Core of Who We Even Are
Souls
Who Breathe
Souls Who See
Reflection of All in Our Mirrors
Only to Shine on Shadows of Others Free…
i Broke Down Half Way Through the University
Experience Took 3 Months off Returned and finished
my 3 Degrees in that Interim i Went Back to my Junior
College a Small Two Story Building that Was Once my
Elementary School and My Mother’s High School too…
That Philosophy
Class And That
Opening of My
Soul Deep Down
The Most Treasured
Part of my Existence up till
Then i Went Back to Thank my
Teacher my River Front Home
Only Down the Road The Same
One i Walked to From my River
Front Home in First Grade truly
i Felt Free
As 5 Years
Old Again then…
My Philosophy Teacher
Walked With me Supportive
of Thoughts From my Soul…
i Said Good Bye And He Said
The American Indians only Say See You Later
i Still Remember His Old Salty Sailor Bearded
Smile As He Retired from the Navy Before He Became
A Philosophy Instructor He Died of Cancer About a Year
Later Yet
i Will Never
Forget What
He Helped Open Up
of my Soul He Wanted
to Help the World He changed my Life…
It Was A Long Way to Find my Way Home Again Yet i Do…
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That means a ton to me. Thank you so very much for the kind support.
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It’s been a while! I’m so happy to be writing again. Oh? I haven’t heard of those before. Thanks so much for the recommendation. I’ll check those out. I appreciate it.
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“Found my way home.” Exactly! Thank you so much for your inspiring comments.
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In Return
Thank You
For Inspiring
Comments From
“My
Home” Jade
With SMiLES😊
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Beautifully written poem!
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Thank you! I appreciate your kind feedback.
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