Wandering Wasteland
Poetry for the loved and the unloved.
Wild we were
wanting wonder
Warm with wisdom
whispering woven words
Whirling wings
wet with weather
white wolves walking
with wild women
Wonder was what we won
while we were whole
when we worked
Wandering wastelands
wounded
withering
winter within
Withdrawal
without
wildness
This poem was written by my friend Aleksandra Orbeck.
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Paula Romeu
I’ve had a pretty unusual life. Now I write about it. If it helps, it’s yours.
The journey has been extra👁rdinari.
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A beautiful take on the tautogram challenge!