Photography, Poetry

Broken Voices

Posted on 07/28/202007/28/2020 by Jeanne

My glasses are kaleidoscope lenses.

I’m not sure how this happens. This felt hurt in soaked land. Or why I share the shards. Pieces not able to fit together. How far I fell before I flapped wings, sewed as rainbow parachutes.

Sometimes. —-I dont play fair. I play true. You asked me not to care. I played true then too. Quieted my heart until i barely breathed. Felt unsure why my soul still sang. Then dared the impossible. And you ran faster than the wind could carry me.

Author: Jeanne

7 thoughts on “Broken Voices”

milkencoffee says:

08/04/2020 at 5:57 pm

wow great write

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1. Jeanne says:
  
  08/04/2020 at 8:03 pm
  
  Thank you kindly.
  
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Ishita Gupta says:

07/30/2020 at 5:10 am

Just…WOW💞

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1. Jeanne says:
  
  07/30/2020 at 12:07 pm
  
  Oh my Ishita!!! You and Jay made my day!!! I love both of your comments. ✌🏼 jeanne 💓
  
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  1. Ishita Gupta says:
    
    07/30/2020 at 12:20 pm
    
    🤗❣❣
    
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Jay Bleu says:

07/29/2020 at 9:51 am

I love it Jeanne B)

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1. Jeanne says:
  
  07/29/2020 at 11:34 am
  
  😊
  
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