Colleen Walters

Joined August 2022

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Just a girl who likes to write poems, usually inspired by events and people in my Florida life.. Always be you, because you are awesome. You matter. You are enough.. ❤️

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𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝑲𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒆
Little annual meant to bloom for a season one of so very many planted just a number in a huge greenhouse did anyone smile and admire you
By Colleen Walters2 months ago in Poets
𝒀𝒆𝒂, 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌
Tear me in half rip me apart break me small wring my heart dry scatter me far but I won't stay there it's not how I was made
By Colleen Walters2 months ago in Poets
𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕄𝕚𝕤𝕥
Prayer rises from my heart as mist rises from the water a delicate power between heaven and earth gossamer strands
By Colleen Walters2 months ago in Poets
The Stable
Little donkey in the stable Do you hear the angels singing to the shepherds, who are hearing of the love that He is bringing
By Colleen Walters2 months ago in Poets
𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕟
I sit here alone in the quiet my thoughts always lead back to you under the rain but then again they never left
By Colleen Walters2 months ago in Poets
𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 . Top Story - December 2025.
Penny's farm lost in a coin toss. And the unborn foal she got as a result was born a gangly red colt with three white legs and a star and strip on his face. They named him Secretariat.
By Colleen Walters2 months ago in Poets
More Than...
No flames just warmth and words burned onto my heart etched with intent no glowing embers just truth in hope whispered maybes
By Colleen Walters2 months ago in Poets
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝔽𝔼𝔸ℝ
✨ The one thing to f̶e̶a̶r̶ is f̶e̶a̶r̶.̶ It keeps us silent on our hopes and dreams. ❤️ F̶e̶a̶r̶ drags yesterday into what we feel today
By Colleen Walters2 months ago in Poets
ℍ𝕆𝔹𝕆
I wanna roll down the railroad tracks and not even look back Like a little hobo Stuff- rich and love- poor I'd rather live in a tent
By Colleen Walters2 months ago in Poets
𝑾𝒉𝑬𝒏 𝒊𝑻 𝒓𝑨𝒊𝑵𝒔
Hot tears come from the shower head wash the smile off her face but still a stain remains to remind her that it was
By Colleen Walters2 months ago in Poets
𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑷𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝒅𝒖𝒔𝒕
The mist glistens with life the dust inhales breath forms and stands man from the earth comes created in a heavenly form
By Colleen Walters2 months ago in Poets
The Fog
The fog weighs heavy upon the earth Obscured mystery Some struggle to see the road Some blindly follow someone else Some won't even chance it
By Colleen Walters2 months ago in Poets

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𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝑲𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒆

𝒀𝒆𝒂, 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕄𝕚𝕤𝕥

The Stable

𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕟

𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 . Top Story - December 2025.

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𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝔽𝔼𝔸ℝ

ℍ𝕆𝔹𝕆

𝑾𝒉𝑬𝒏 𝒊𝑻 𝒓𝑨𝒊𝑵𝒔

𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑷𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝒅𝒖𝒔𝒕

The Fog

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