When the sky dons its robes of indigo
I slip into a tranquil reverie,
where shadows lengthen and soften,
and mirrors hold whispers
of ancient stories. A gentle breeze dances
through the forest like secrets,
a lullaby for my weary soul,
a gentle reminder that even in stillness
there is movement—a world in transition.
As I stand on the threshold
of day and night, I remember
the fleeting moments
of my life past by
and embrace the twilight.
Amanda Grinstead was born and raised in Albany, Ohio. She began to process her childhood & relationship trauma through stream of consciousness writing & then poetry. Her poems retell her past with unequivocal honesty and are often deeply melancholic.
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