Possible No better feeling Touching impossible Except The reason for You, now a reason The impossible, in process By you Yes Bursting responding you You, feeling Before knowing of you Before knowing you Hello Rate this:Share this:ShareTweetShare on TumblrPocketPrintTelegramWhatsAppEmailLike this:Like Loading... Related
16 thoughts on “Possible”
Please have a seat WonderBear.
A seat for each of my beloved bloggers and readers. WordPress is abundant.
I’ll pull up the blue chair.
Have a moment?
Just the one please 🙂
I’ve brought biccies with tiny flakes of love and freaky frosting 😯
This poem reads like tiny bells in my head, very sweet.
Takes one to know one Seb.
Also, How should I credit you when I Tweet you?
I don’t know. I have never been tweeted. What constitutes being tweeted?
It has to be short. Its so easy to share. I wanted you to tweet something cuz I tweeted a poem of yours and credited it to Seb, but that doesn’t help anyone find it. If you tweet a short poem then I can re-tweet it to my followers and they can follow the link back to you.
Yello! Are you pregnant?
Your perception always blows me Away Allison. The only other devine transport of honesty in everyday life I relish as much as yours is all best selling, nah classic.
Yes pregnant is the image that fits this feeling. In love and pregnant by my Reader’s love. I feel married.
I love you Allison though we only meet in your stories.
I have no idea what you meant in your reply! 🙂
Yes, with all my heart *too* full to
One perfect little “o” missing there, Wayward.
Erm, you do not have to be married to be pregnant, or be pregnant to get married, or have to love being pregnant AND married.
Oh, and if you have more than one reader (which you do), tell that apostrophe to shift its butt to after the S. Ta.
watching it morph
and splash in your face
it hid in the cracks of dark rooms
moments before it was obvious…
Cat Woman Eyes
See in the Dark
Oh I love this! Beautiful and inspiring and empowering all in one. How are you dear?? Big love x x
You took me back to that day remembering meeting and conversations with each blogger I read and reader of Way acknowlageing how each of you change me. I am in awe and wonder of what unseen gifts have and will transform me. Becouse of you, so much! So rich! This is good like Life.
You are good. All.
So am I.
Just stayed here with a biccies feeling