My heart hurts and aches.
All I want to do is go back and make it right again.
But I can’t. So I’m just going to move forward.
There is no point on dwelling on the past.
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Welcome to our poetic community. We live. We interconnect. We create art. We live art. Art is subjective. We interconnect, consciously, in the present moment. Perhaps our artistic interconnections will help to minimize the pain that we journey through... perhaps leads us towards bliss. Feel free to join our community, either covertly or overtly. We live.
I guess that this is kinda of like a chapbook... a virtual chapbook. The photographs, poems, and artwork are created by the noted artists.
To submit writings or photographs, email bonnaroojo@gmail.com and if a photograph or piece of art of yours is used and you would like it removed then email bonnaroojo@gmail.com...
"Beyond your life,
beyond our life,
let us live,"
Jo C. Wolstenholme
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