Poem – In days gone by
Joan2021-09-10T08:36:03+00:00A poem about transformation, about generational baggage, about releasing the history for your next generation.
A poem about transformation, about generational baggage, about releasing the history for your next generation.
Imagining what it would be like having a serious conversation with artificial intelligence and just letting the script go where it flows...
I loved the song "I know your name" from Moana, but it felt incomplete. Here's my rendition.
He placed his hand beneath her hair, behind her neck. A nice gesture when done by a loved one, very creepy when done by a stranger...
A short poem about the changes wrought within from looking within, learning self-care and transformation by Joan Martin
I shimmered in the light
All sparkly and white
Although only some could see...