Writing gives me solace and delight, I write in finding the evovling self.
Start By asking "WHY" Every step of the way Do it EXACTLY As she says Pretend Tidying Is the game to play Mastering
By Tessa Talia Rose2 years ago in Critique
Long trip, Opal ring, Vows for life, me Echo, you
By Tessa Talia Rose3 years ago in Poets
Rose, in red, I find my sway. The sea, in blue, So deep, A love, I will keep Sun, in gold, I find my ray, The sky, in cyan hue,
Dear Ross, I am Tessa Talia Rose. I have finally mustered the courage to make the name change, officially. I owe you a profound debt of gratitude.
By Tessa Talia Rose3 years ago in Art
Love, the word, I hear When I hug the willow tree, And the earth whisper
Kindness, that sustained Life, I took it for granted Like the air, I breathe
The wide blue ocean Can live In my eyes, but tears Find my eyes too small
We once had a home A blue planet, that shattered By the feud of man
Between you and I Peaceful communication And a blue planet
Fire made peace, with rain On the prairie, emerging The Blue Lobelia
Sunday, sunny, gold Monday, was rainy day blue Until you came home
Blue sky, fell in love With blackened soil, Henry's farm Baby Aozora
