Now we meet once more
Reconnect through internet
Hands virtually clasped
Now we meet once more
Reconnect through internet
Hands virtually clasped
The smell of people
That unfettered sensation
Olfactory loss
They met through a screen
What a rush of sensations
To anticipate
they met through a screen
without any touch, taste or smell
virtual affair
Before setting out
A kiss and a cup of tea
A different war
A place of dreaming
That space between night and day
All is possible
oh what a relief
across the pond a new dawn
warm mellow feeling
From Kadoma’s hill
I saw a million stars
Above a vast plain
following the storm
a gentle breeze, sparkling frost
a little bird tweets
The simplest of things
Family, coffee, hot toast
Precious moments
I dream so I write ..
New Ideas, New Forms
Musings from an insignificant writer
14 hectares of thrills, spills and fun!
A Journal of Poetic Observations
Pictures and Poetry, Picture Poetry
My Journey on the Lonely Road to Deaf Acceptance
Ellen Grace Olinger