Again this would have been up sooner, but I had to create a sim and then get her to unlock the Sylvan Glade.
I hope you are enjoying my words.
I’m going to be sharing a poem from my past each day using beautiful scenery from #thesims4
Day 16: without tears – June 22, 1995
The hardest part about this challenge is not picking the poem and it’s not picking the background. The hardest part is picking the font color. I want it to be readable, but still fit with the aesthetic. I hope you are enjoying my words.
I’m going to be sharing a poem from my past each day using the wonderful, beautiful scenery from the Sims 4 as a back drop.
who is this?
who is this
that I am
it is not me
speaking this way
walking this walk
living this life
loving this man
I’m not who you
think I am
I’m me
not this person
that you see
who is that
it isn’t me
brushing my hair
dressing my body
I am not there
you are not talking
to me
who is it?
oh my God…
.
it’s me
.
.
10/5/95
©Patti Keno
Check it out!
I’m going to be on The Chris and Wayne Radio show here’s the link and blurb…
Join the zany crew of The Haunted Ship of Doom, TONIGHT at 8 PM on www.paramaniaradio.com , as we have author, and spirit medium Patti Keno LIVE in studio! She will be talking about her new book “A Murder of One”, and rumor has it, you may be able to score a signed copy!! So be sure to tune in! And as always…Don’t Just listen to the mayhem..BE PART OF IT! – Cap’n Chris
Stay Tuned…..
So for the past couple months i have been working on getting my novel ready to self-publish. I’m excited to tell you that though not quite ready yet, it will be sometime soon. Hopefully before the end of February. YAY!!!! It’s called A Murder of One. I wrote it 20 years ago and have been perfecting it ***cough***procrastinating***cough*** ever since. SO yeah. I’ll keep you updated. I’m so excited!!! 🙂
Clown Shoes
These clown shoes
keep tripping me
Can I take them off now?
I can’t stand to be
so clumsy
These clown shoes
keep tripping
me
Let me take them
off
I’m sick of
being your
stooge
I’m sick of
these shoes
too big for me to
ever fill
Let me take them
off
I can’t
stand
tripping like
this
.
.
10-26-95
©Patti Keno
that which…
that which…
that which is empty and
clean and dry
.
that which…
that which is aching
inside of me
that which
.
I tried to see that which
lies within
but it’s too expensive to
see
.
that which…
that which is hidden
inside of me
remains hidden
forever
.
that which…
that which I hold so
dear is lost
.
that which…
that which forever
tears me apart inside
remains hidden
that which
.
.
10-25-95
©Patti Keno
Invisible No More 