Notes from My Youth

Suppression of my rational mind,

found favour in bursts of imagination.

The stream that eventually emptied,

numb but still conscious.

Wonderment of lapsed time.

Image by @mari.zaro

Every fibre in me screaming it’s time for the ocean,

choppy seas tamed by hopeful moments.

Heart in my ears,

tingling extremities.

I felt like I held you my whole life and maybe that’s why even when I am ahead,

I simply cannot bear to be without you.

Reduced to a thought.

Oh how joyous it is to rise above the…

Disastrously derailed.

Blunt turns for just a 70’s polaroid with you.

Copyright Teherah Wheeler (©) 2018

All rights reserved

All the best

Teherah xXx

Published by Teherah

Teherah started her career as a Children's Leisure Instructor then went on to work for several charity and council organisations including centres for young people with complex needs. The former experiences propelled the change from play work to teaching assisting and healthcare, which perpetuated her fascination with language and additional needs. Teherah appreciates most creative forms: literature, art, music, and dance.

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