Tanya Cole


Writing

Wanting

To face the already and muddy travels to a middle-age dwindle

Alone

A newness unfolds, not quite like those before / A joy undug and untold

Allure

A jealousy cast at the belonging of one / in working at something they love. / Working the grind, unable to find a purposeful laden life

Promised

Ego loud voices in your head / Too noisy to hear the echo

butterfly uncooped

Why did I fear something so near / To pure bliss / I was too scared and not spared

In the nick of time

it never has the same taste as our vivid imagination first tempted and lured us with.

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