Rosalie Barclay: Church Street London Etching Copy (1879-1968)
Saint Augustine, Florida, Lost Art Colony
(Note to reader: I find a picture I like and write a poem about what I see. Hope you enjoy)
This is what I see…Felina Silver Robinson
Doctors order me to stay in bed. They warn me that I’m clear out of my head. The flu I carry has me in a deep haze, but I refuse to stay flat on my bed, so I stroll the streets in a haze of sickness. I have no intentions of letting it stop me. Everyone moves so quickly. I hear each click and clack of their steps. Each building towers high over head. All is such a beautiful blur. I almost wish I would be swallowed up and whisked away until the end of my hazy daze.
I'm a wife, a mother, a writer, and a friend. I enjoy sharing feelings, experiences and my poetry. There are many things that I am good at, but I'm sure there are just as many things that I am bad at. I try hard not to judge for we know no one is perfect. I can however say that although I have a great deal of patience, sometimes the patience tank runs dry. If you value me, I will always value you.
Here I will share some of my poetry, my opinions along with some of my stories. I hope you enjoy(ed) your visit to poetsareangels.com. If you read and liked what you saw, please hit the LIKE button. Always feel free to leave friendly comments. Please no vulgarity as my teenagers frequent this site. "Happiness is the pathway to a memorable existence." Felina
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