Unseen Places
/…to you, beneath the pine trees’ breath,
A whisper hidden, though it still remains.
The raven shadows my long-lost friend,
Spreading his wings in the moon’s…
By Jonna Kihlman
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…to you, beneath the pine trees’ breath,
A whisper hidden, though it still remains.
The raven shadows my long-lost friend,
Spreading his wings in the moon’s…
By Jonna Kihlman
Read More…lost something along the way.
A sliver of hope, a dash of faith.
A dream once carried, now lost in…
By Jonna Kihlman
Read More…the hidden reflection of me.
The smuged image in the mirror I can longer see.
She is the sunbeam dancing in the leaves of the trees.
A shard of glas tricking my…
By Jonna Kihlman
Read More…I'm judged so differently than you?
I do the things daily that you get praised to do.
I clean, pick up the kids clothes and no one says a word.
And yet, when you do it, it's to a…
By Jonna Kihlman
Read More…I went back in time
and saw you again
Sitting in the shade
with a furrowed…
By Jonna Kihlman
Read More…web of words tied me to you.
Weawing threads so thick I couldn't break through.
Like tiny daggers that circled my arms,
continued to the side and bound…
By Jonna Kihlman
Read More…moss embraced her weary form
as the birds hummed a song that coaxed her to dreams.
She saw green dales in the forest hush.
A stream alive with fresh water and…
By Jonna Kihlman
Read More…imagination, your living your life.
Walking under city lights, flashing your sweet smile.
Your book is tucked safely underneath your arm.
Your off to meet a friend in the street's…
By Jonna Kihlman
Read More…heart, he comes out at night.
He peaks through the blinds, makes sure noone's in sight.
He claws on the walls wanting to be let out.
His throat is dry from the riverbed's…
By Jonna Kihlman
Read More…the sky meets the trees.
Birds are nesting way up high, bees are flying free.
A waterfall flows gently down from hills of evergreen.
The smell of flowers and sycamore…
By Jonna Kihlman
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