Love, Letters

Means that it is not worth
wasting my time worrying
about stuff and nonsense,
when I have the basics of
happiness and contentment.

we create our own earth and heaven.

we can edit delete, be public,
private or not at all.

I do not mind personal stuff,
because I am no one in particular.

just much the same as others.
I cannot help it that
he does not love me.

shall we do this then,
riding the world
together in words
no bicyles.

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Sonja Benskin Mesher

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I have worked full time as a visual artist since 1999, and have spent those years exploring ways to communicate thoughts and concerns with my paintings, writing and drawingsIts not all you see on the surface, it goes deeper than that. The work goes back many years, what I have seen, experienced, touched and collected.
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Skillful execution of word play and rhythm. Nice poem


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