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Sometimes

Sometimes the words just fall

on deaf ears

 blank pages

tattered journals

screens that can be erased

sometimes

the words are left

hanging in the air

unspoken

contained

in the heart

and the gaze

that has so many 

more words 

that are waiting

to be heard

read

whispered 

felt.
Jeanna’ Mead

11 22 p.m 6-19-17

http://www.jeannasoul.com

By jeannasoul

I'm a woman that is absolutely in love with life....I'm doing what I love to do-as a massage therapist,a writer,a seeker of all that touches my soul and lifts my body.
I find great pleasure in the midst of chaos, in time with nature and kindred spirits.
I love the wisdom and clarity of Paulo Coelho, the music that makes me dance, and being present with the person I'm with.
I write to fulfill my soul and, hopefully, to touch others.

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