Feelings – Penny Berry

Coming Back to the Water [Poetry]

Everyday I come back to the water. The steady, gentle lapping against my heart. The place where I was made, and to where I shall

I feel like an explorer bush-whacking through the jungle. Only, the jungle is my mind and I have no idea how to wield a machete.

I felt like Iron Man. There I was 2 days ago sitting in the very place that I dreaded going to since this pandemic first

Good Morning Friends, Like you, today I woke up with no words. I felt quiet and still. My heart aches for the outcry of people

Good Morning Friends! It has been a hot minute, (okay, almost two weeks!), since I last made a post on here. And while I have

Good Afternoon Friends, Yesterday was my first day out of the house in weeks. Five weeks, actually. My annual pap smear appointment had arrived and