#isolation
Today’s Prompt: Write a Golden Shovel Poem. Find a poem that speaks to you, use the words of that poem down the margin of your own poem, then write your poem around those words.
My poem is inspired by a poem by Reyna Biddy from her book A Psalm For Us.
Isolated and Free
What was life like BEFORE
This pandemic thought PUTTING
Us in isolation might bring FORTH
Kindness? Are we to BLAME
Can we ACK…
Doing lots of witchcraft, reading, writing, and playing ❤️ My heart is full today❤️. My 20th birthday is in 10 days, I refuse to spend it inside, and hope to find some type of guidance from the woods and some wine. It’s not lame to bake your own birthday cake, and I plan to cover mine in sprinkles and colorful candles
Lots of love
“I’LL SHOW YOU MINE IF YOU SHOW ME YOURS”
Me: *pulls out my customizable Beyblades and Beystadium from 2004*
Guy: *shows me his butthole*
Me:
July 12th 2020
Sometimes you just need some midnight plant shenanigans and pot painting to end the day
-heather
July 9th, 2020
It’s the third day in a row that I’ve thrown together this cozy nook of blankets and pillows on my floor. With my mental state on thin ice I’m already clinging to the routine. As much as I love an organized and aesthetically pleasing desk nothing quite beats sitting and working on the floor for me. Hope that you are finding some routine or reprieve from the stress of life.
-heather
-heather
March 26, 2020
A sunny afternoon of studying Italian
- heather
- heather
March 22nd 2019
I want to be more like them… blooming and blossoming even when nobody is watching
- heather
March 20th 2020
School just went online because of COVID-19 and my library closed. So I dug out an old coffee maker and luckily years of collecting discounted books has paid off. Good luck with your studies and stay safe!
-heather