Photography ? – FOG ROLLING IN (By Melissa R. Mendelson)
Photography – FOG ROLLING IN (By Melissa R. Mendelson)
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Photography – FOG ROLLING IN (By Melissa R. Mendelson)
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The cruelty of mankind is to be blind to innocence. When the streets run red, some awaken to the pain, but others stay cold, hard. The beauty of humanity is strangled by hands fumbling with knowledge, minds refusing to open, and some see while others stay blind, ignorant. The streets behind me are covered with the dead, innocence caught in […]
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My Poor Mother’s Country Land by, Melissa R. Mendelson Green earth sways and rolls. This is my mother’s home, But mother, please forgive me. They don’t know the wrong they’ve done. Blue skies have fallen. The gray clouds have come, And here comes the thunder, Rolling in, Screaming at all they’ve done. Chorus: What have they done? […]
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Sending My Love Across The Distance Our childhood was shared with laughter and tears. Two grown women talking over coffee warmed up my mind whenever I thought ahead, but where has that future gone now? We never saw that distance grow between us, and now there lies the bridge built between where I stand and where you are. Our […]
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Drifting Like a violent storm that rages outside and smashes my walls with its power is how I feel when my world grows dark, and I release my fury to salvage the remains.
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The Camp By, Melissa R. Mendelson White snow clung to metal, begging for escape. Its watery fingers traced the barb wire. Cold tears fell, circling and plummeting to the ground, eaten by oblivion. A glimpse of sunlight tried to catch it but failed, and the fence shook with sadness. More snow clung and fell to the metal barrier that […]
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No Fire (Parody of Twenty One Pilots’ song, Car Radio) by, Melissa R. Mendelson I ponder on something called fate. It could be so cruel when it should be great. My heart’s only desire Is nothing now but a dead flower, And my friends call me a liar Because they know I can breathe no fire. I […]
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I’m Not Coming Home For Christmas by, Melissa R. Mendelson Desert sands are the stars shining tonight. Warm kisses of wind are the wings touching my back, but I still can’t take flight. So, here I am on Christmas with my heart begging to be held, but I know. I know my love will be found. This war […]
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Journey (For My Father) I wish I could say that we are like any other father and daughter. I wish that I could say that we are the best of friends, but it took us a long time to get here. I wish I could say that I could tell you anything, everything, but you still would not understand. […]
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Across The Page by, Melissa R. Mendelson Days slip away like tears unshed, and moments of my life drift on by like the dreams that won’t let go, won’t let go. The weight of the world still bears down on me. The stress of reality digs in deep. Trying to make ends meet, my dreams won’t let go. […]
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