Pamela Walsh-Holte

Joined November 2020

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Being the alpha and Omega
Some one, some where, some how incapacitates, incites, involves losing, loathing, lacking entertains, enjoys, envies narrates, narcissist, neglectful
By Pamela Walsh-Holteabout a year ago in Poets
"Change"
Situations change Instantly or slowly, in their own time Letting go becomes an art Etched deeply within ones heart Nostalgia simmers to a slow boil
By Pamela Walsh-Holteabout a year ago in Poets
"Listen"
Shh...be very quiet If you listen, you will hear, the low and steady endless rhythm it keeps Never ceasing, for if it did
By Pamela Walsh-Holteabout a year ago in Poets
"Shh.."
Shifting sounds of silence Inside my mind is numb Let this be a lesson to every mothers son Enveloped in its vastness Nothing can get through
By Pamela Walsh-Holteabout a year ago in Poets
"Stella"
Oh how Stella wished she would out grow all the secrecy and oddities that went with being her. Just once she wanted to be excited at the sound of the ice-cream truck as it turned down her block. How many times had she ran with her friends eager to purchase her cone, only to choke it down, finding it hard to swallow. How many times had she used her perfected famous fake cry when her ice cream fell "accidently" to the ground?
By Pamela Walsh-Holteabout a year ago in Fiction
"Super Hero Sam"
Running through his home, leaping from chair to chair, he imagined in his four year old mind that he was a true hero, a super hero. When asked what he wanted to be when he grew up , with no hesitation " I'm a super hero" he would always respond.
By Pamela Walsh-Holteabout a year ago in Fiction
One More Time
Tell me I'm beautiful one more time How I'm yours and you are all mine How watching me turns you on Bring me breakfast in bed
By Pamela Walsh-Holteabout a year ago in Poets
"Break-up Sex"
The sun glistens on their sweat drenched skin were one ends the other begins make love in the morning sun two entangled as one
By Pamela Walsh-Holteabout a year ago in Poets
"Dialog with My Broken Heart"
"I need you to not be so heavy, sorrow so deep I cant carry.." Your brokeness, I too share." "The weight, so much to bare.."
By Pamela Walsh-Holteabout a year ago in Poets
"Wounded"
Will you please not look at me that way It makes me want to say I'll stay When we bothe know I should go It's for the best you know
By Pamela Walsh-Holteabout a year ago in Poets
"No Choice"
I have no choice but to leave, you see I have lost my identity Just a shell of the old me detained in misery jaded and empty
By Pamela Walsh-Holteabout a year ago in Poets
"No Longer"
I tried to warn him over the years Now all that is left are his tears So sure he can change he pleads With words to my deaf ears
By Pamela Walsh-Holteabout a year ago in Poets