Colleen Walters
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Just a girl who likes to write poems, usually inspired by events and people in my Florida life.. Always be you, because you are awesome. You matter. You are enough.. ❤️
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Don’t Try Me
One day you’re married. To a guy you’ve been with almost 29 years. And then the next day, you’re single. A numb, dumbstruck widow. A widow is defined by Merriam-Webster as “ a woman whose spouse or partner has died and usually has not remarried”. Some women are relieved to become widows, and perhaps even happy about it.
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets
Burn the Ships
I smell like smoke. My hair, my clothes, probably my breath. I grew up in Canada and we had wood-burning stoves for heat, so we all smelled like smoke, all the time. We were nose blind to it. What a weird saying.” to be nose blind.” but we all know what it means without having to be educated on it. As I got older, smelling like smoke was one of those things that either meant you were at a bonfire with friends and having a wonderful time, or you were working out in the field,burning brush and dead trees. Both of those scenarios being favorable to just sitting in the house watching TV.
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets
