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Emmeranne Peters

Updated: Tue, 25 Oct 2022 09:00 pm

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A woman who needs a private space to express myself. A space where no one knows me, and yet everyone understands me.


if only i could tell you how often in a day i think of you it would fill this whitepage and a thousand other. but today the sun is shining and wind calling my name beckons me to meet it at the door on my way out. and still as wind hits my face and cools my skin i am thinking of you.

over the rainbow

What is over the rainbow? The sky maybe. Clouds, big whites clouds. That have angels dancing on them. Angels of all types - all dancing. Maybe there is another world. Over the rainbow. A world full of conehead people. With doors made taller so their head will fit through.

The Dream

I am here drinking a midnight silk. He is here drinking a white cow. As I sit here with him, I realize how lucky I am. I realize how great he is. As he studies, I dream. I dream of us growing old together. I dream of us having kids. I dream of us being one, forever. But then I wake. The dream is always, just a dream.

All poems are copyright of the originating author. Permission must be obtained before using or performing others' poems.

Blog entries by Emmeranne Peters

Watch Out (11/05/2022)

My land (10/05/2022)

trust (07/05/2022)

The Carnivore (07/05/2022)

You (05/05/2022)

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Fri 6th May 2022 11:52

Hi Emmeranne and welcome to Writeoutloud. Thanks for reading so many of my posts, much appreciated! I enjoyed your first poem and looking forward to reading more 😊

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