Sharon FrancesApr 201 minLet's be like thisYou spin until you fall Kick your legs Wave your hands while I play the chords and we sing into a wildflower burst I am nervous I want to...
Sharon FrancesApr 191 minThe Vineclinging to worth a vine narrowly chokes me with doubt about what happened when I left myself out in the rain When I lay on a bench...
Sharon FrancesApr 132 minAn offeringPoems just feel good. To write and read, to give and receive. I asked friends if they would like to receive a poem written by me. I...
Sharon FrancesApr 81 minWhat Fills Mea cup a well a reservoir after the rain a heart a head my body once again I fill myself in the everyday my backyard was a dry field of...
Sharon FrancesApr 31 minMe TooConcrete pours over Her mind, her body, my soul. We are arrested in every me too. Have you been yelled into a corner until you cry? Me...
Sharon FrancesApr 31 minWeWe are cracked and caked. We beam outward like the sun. We are intertwined and woven. We bend and are not broken. We curl up when it is...
Sharon FrancesMar 301 minStarting NewSquish me like a lump of clay Deflate me like a balloon Break me like a weed in a storm This life has torn me up and spit me out And I...