‘Without a Word:’ Poems From My Teenage Self (Pt 3)

Without a Word (1987 so 16 yrs old)

You needn’t say a word

your deepest thoughts can still be heard

inside my heart

looking into your longing eyes

all I need

your true feelings

you cannot disguise

but even if I was to close my eyes

I can listen to my heart

my soul

they know that without you

it’d be a world so cold

when I want to know what is true

what is real

I know

without a word

I can hear how you feel

your lips don’t lie to me

your eyes always let me see

this is real

real love.

A couple minor tweaks here & there – it was written exactly 30 yrs ago – I’ve done some growing since then 🤓 Had to change that middle line – couldn’t say it cuz I don’t feel it; “it knows that without you I will never be whole” nope, not true – not authentic it had to go 💕🤗💕

“From the Heart” is what I entitled my book of poetry💕💕& here I see this pic I made last year, drawn to the same lovely words 🙄

Yup, 30 yr old papers .. donning the tattered look.

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9 thoughts on “‘Without a Word:’ Poems From My Teenage Self (Pt 3)

    1. It’s really something I gotta say!
      To see where I was to where I am now & how far I’ve come & grown & evolved – it’s pretty amazing 😊
      I only made a few small changes but I’m thinking I might try to rewrite it again with more of my current self.
      Kinda weird that it just happens to be the 30 year anniversary since this was written 🤔🎉💕

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    2. And how about them tattered papers. I have moved around so much, left the country a couple of times, traveled and flew by the seat of my pants 🤓 Then I started over n recreated, lost everything, started over again .. lost it again & thennnn rebuilt stronger than ever 💖
      And here I am today.
      Absolutely mind-blowing to me that these somehow managed to still be with me today, having forgotten about them for so long ⏰

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