Poems by Bev B

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  • Life after divorce, if you can call it that; a...
    Days focused on provision, working toward what...

  • In the beginning there was my life.
    And my life was without form, and void; and...

  • Stepping back recently for a little self...
    My stepping back became a sprint. My life in...

  • The stale air hovers as drifts of cool find neck...
    Bound in tangled cover as warm satisfaction pour...

  • Scarred
    Unrequited love deals a deadly blow...