did you really think
Believe that I would love you
My dreams you dismissed
Was I there to decorate your shoulder
To clean your house
As you transformed your personality
To be someone I did not understand
And you concidered me less and crazy
At least I can be me
I am not running from reality
About the Creator
Antoinette L Brey
I am an elder in a time of freedom. I am now retired. All i want to do is have fun. Without a daily routine, my imagination is one of my only salvations. I am not planning on writing a book, it is just for my own pleasure
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The Devil's Triangle
The sails ruffled in the breeze as we cruised along. The Sea Breeze was a mid-size catamaran that sailed out of Royal Naval Dockyard in Bermuda. We had booked this trip weeks in advance and were now looking at our Captain, Spike and two boat hands. Paddy and Wilson seemed like nice guys, joking around with the passengers and telling us some stories about Bermuda that only locals would know. Their island accents sounded almost British but they were pleasant to listen to.
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Comments (3)
I absolutely β€οΈ it! This deserves a standing ovation! It is brilliant and sassy in all the right places! Well done Antoinette! ππΎππΎππΎ
This was so poignant and relatable. Loved your poem!
good job not running from reality, we can try but never succeed