Caroline Bailey

I write what comes to me mentally and emotionally. I used to write poetry all the time, I am trying to get back into writing at my ripe ol age. 

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Flowing Through
3 months ago
The grass beneath my feet is soft and still wet from an early morning dew. I could rub my toes in the mud just below the grass, digging myself in the earth, into Mother Earth. she has given us all to ...
Little Worms
3 months ago
The following poem is about how anxiety makes me think and feel sometimes. It becomes a constant thought that every little smile or laugh that you aren't a part of is about you. What you just said or ...