Tag: #BlackVelvet
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Inside a Snow Globe… #Poetry
Falling through darkness, no sound After time fades, the earth is still No bird sound, nothing exists Tomorrow’s children have yet to be counted Afraid, I continue falling through black velvet Startled by the light, the slowing of my descent Taking hold of my senses, waiting for my feet to hit land I find myself…
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Black Velvet Memories…
When I was seven, my mother bought me a black velvet dress for my birthday. It had a white collar with white cuffs on the puff sleeves. I felt like a princess and couldn’t stop rubbing my hands over it. Mother told me to stop doing that, as I would ruin it. My stepfather Joe…