Your eyes are
full of love.
Who are you?
Who am I
to love you?
My face is
full of pain
© W. Donovan
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Weronika Donovan is an amateur writer and photographer. She's an artistic soul. She was born in Poland, where she was brought up and educated. Her adventure with writing began in her late teens, but she started blogging only ten years later. Her poetry has grown since that time. She started to use words more consciously. She defined the journey of her life, portraying it in four volumes of poetry. First of them called 'Ghosts' was self-published in 2019.
Weronika is a loner. She likes wandering to interesting places, always choosing her own path.
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Painted Poems 
love is white
like the dove
peace in the valley
love is four kinds
not lust
not sex
or busted
time as an ally
on your side
and an openess
that is surely natural!
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Hmm. . . nice twist
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I’m getting this is about domestic abuse. Hard subject but done well, Weronika.
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Full of hurt yet so beautiful. Thanks for sharing. 🙂 This is Carly from Message In Stanza. This is my new blog, My Ink Smears. 🙂 I hope you follow it.
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My pleasure!
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I loved your work today dear Weronika and I hope you are doing well and having some fun.
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I’m great, thank you 🙂
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Outstanding and you are welcome Weronika.
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