The discomfort of cleaning help — It’s a dirty dance When the cleaning crew comes We waited weeks For the help Then feel disrupted when they arrive at last Clearing the decks of our stuff piled up over The weeks we waited Leave us hiding in our rooms Uncomfortable at the invasion Of the cleaning lady Join Medium with my referral link — Victoria Ponte As a Medium member, a portion of your membership fee goes to writers you read, and you get full access to every story…brooksidevic.medium.com

The light can be blinding after so much time in the dark — Accustomed as she was to standing in his long, long shadow for years She became startled to see her own light As she stood on her own shining bright at last The world noticed she had so much to say No longer overshadowed but radiating her individual beauty Of her heart and…

Inconsistent Love — I miss you I want you Even though we were barely together It was enough to make me feel Something Wondering if you miss me too Because I have these days When I feel like I love you Join Medium with my referral link — Victoria Ponte As a Medium member, a portion of your membership fee goes to writers you read, and you get full access to every story…brooksidevic.medium.com © Victoria Ponte, 2022.

From the love affair — Our love became a tome Written over years with twists and turns of plot Drama, passion and tragedy made up the story It’s one I won’t read again Because I prefer to study the footnotes Dragged into the future Reminding me I am worthy of love Join Medium with my referral link — Victoria Ponte As a Medium member, a portion of your membership fee goes to writers you read, and you get full access to every story…brooksidevic.medium.com

Under a moonlit summer sky — Take my hand and walk with me Down to the sea Where we shed our clothes Under the sparkling stars We can walk into the water Let’s hope the moon is shining bright So you can see Join Medium with my referral link — Victoria Ponte As a Medium member, a portion of your membership fee goes to writers you read, and you get full access to every story…brooksidevic.medium.com

There are only memories — I remember the new days of you Some clandestine visits when I seemed helpless I wasn’t but you seemed to like to think so When you’d lie me down For our enjoyment So many months have gone by It’s too much missing you Because I remember How I wish you…

Writing with a dry inkwell — Words lie in wait For someplace to go They wish to be stirring poems and exciting stories And want to let people know what is going on But wait they must For this writer has run out of ink Join Medium with my referral link — Victoria Ponte As a Medium member, a portion of your membership fee goes to writers you read, and you get full access to every story…brooksidevic.medium.com