To love is to make

yourself vulnerable.

If you are brave enough

 to love,


you get hurt,

but no one walks

through life



*it’s not much of a poem, but at least it is a sign that I’m thinking, even in the midst of a hurried schedule. My brain aches to write but mountains of paper work hinder me. Oh well, those mountains of paper work are required for my job and I did choose my job. I suppose it, too, is a form of art in its own way. At the very least, it is deifinitely a science.

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  1. Darlene Franklin-Campbell – Appalachia – I am a poet, novelist and artist living in Appalachia. I believe we are great spiritual beings on a journey through this physical realm and we each have gifts to share along the way.
    nochipa on said:

    Thank you very much, Opoetoo. I so appreciate your comments!

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