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Bonnie Grayson

A love letter to my reader

Hi I’m Bonnie and I love to write. For the longest time I’ve wanted to call myself a writer because of the dream I had to publish this great memoir but I’ve recently learned that it is important to start small. To be a writer, you must write and I have. It is now that I feel brave enough to publish it and share it with you. I’m willing to start small and so I’ve created a place for me to share my works, while my cookies bake. I live with my zoo: Bebe Bear, Crescent Wolf, Pinkie Flamingo, Curious George, and Toy my Tuxedo Cat. 

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Is this thing on?

Does anybody still read this? Respond to this and let me know you're around

perspective

I don't know where I was going with this but it poured out so here it is confused, I diffuse my own self righteousness a con, warning me...

My Writer

The man in my computer screen Keeps his stare fixed at me, I see him when I’m most at work, he likes to sit at my machine. Hello Mr...

Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle

Think what you wish Three Collided Stars Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle That’s all we have in common Still one day we all collided From...

stop look listen

It’s ok to need help. Gently look over That shoulder Annoyed and underwhelmed Seek beyond Contemplation under, under Bend and break...

Untitled

What is this love Cold angry sad Who are you then dry Sardonic Amused When will she bend Skate Smile ...

I missed some days,

Hi there , It's been a while, I'm freewriting now, how are you pal? I know pal and while doesn't technically rhyme but I don't have time...

Wake UP my Love

Day 4: I wrote this as part of a poetry circle. I awake to yelling To rituals, to angst Nervousness, I don’t feel Happy, pain I’d say I...

Moaning Myrtle

Here’s a little late night day 3: What it is it with an angry spirit? Why is she mislabeled as angry? Because we want her to be? Maybe...

It wasn’t my fault

TW: Abuse It started with a compliment, his time we spent in utter bliss and ignorance This gift he gave, felt like a maze that soon lay...

Content

You look at me, with compassion set In motion this contentment that we Stay in for awhile, the beat plays on And we share them, swift...

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