Tag: prose

Dim glow of morning light through the curtains...I think of you. Soft warmth of the sheets against my skin...I think of you. Heaviness of the blanket covering and surrounding me...I think of you. Gentle whirring of the ceiling fan above, hums to me...I think of you. Numerous fluffy pillows cradling my neck and head...I think… Continue reading “Early morning…” by S.E. Allen

I wrote this poem to mark my 100th Day of Daily Gratitude's.  It's been such a positive impact on my thought process.   I recommend that you give it a try. Thank you so much for stopping by and showing support as I go through this personal journey of self-discovery, healing and recovery. Have an… Continue reading 100th Day of Gratitude 

​Time heals all wounds by Suzanne Allen I wake to see another morning dawn. Sleepy, stretching and still a yawn. That familiar pang of doubt. Sometimes I want to scream and shout. Tired of sometimes feeling this way. Somehow I still make it through the day. Slight tingle of pain from old wounds. Reminds of… Continue reading ​Time heals all wounds

Morning - by Suzanne Allen Out of the darkness of slumber I awake. Tired and weary, filled with pain and ache. Not from the body, grows older each day. The brain-filled thoughts,automatic replay. Lumber out of bed, hair all a mess. Time to get up, time to get dressed. Deep breaths in, deep breaths out.… Continue reading Morning – by Suzanne Allen 

05 September 17 I'm still relatively new to writing creatively.  Most of the previous writings I completed were academic papers or reports for work.  So whenever inspiration strikes, I usually take the time, right then, to write the thoughts down.  Then, later,  I decide how I want to present it to others.   I never… Continue reading Life is a Road – Random Musings