poetry women

Messages In Bottles

Fresh, bright chill,

Dressed for the weather,

The mandala of little

Victories and losses,

The quiet place within me,

A playground,

A blanket fort,

A library.

A palace

The light within me,

Muted but unwavering,

Illuminating the path ahead,

And I walk it,

The days lengthen

And I send messages in bottles,

Wondering what some people

Feel as they read them,

If they read them

If they feel me,

Or just drawn the curtains,

In indelible ink.

By MBBlissett

Writer. Working on book-length projects and posting fiction and poetry here.

You can find more about me here:

Represented by SMART Talent Agency (

I am available for writing projects via my agent, Kelly and I look forward to hearing from you.

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