Category: Poetry

• The Copenhagen Paradox

  

  Breathing in a brand new day.Bustling city to my quiet.Tucked into the corner of the pulsing cafeI am at peace.Soft conversations foreign to my ear hum.Grateful to be with otherswhile perfectly alone.Copenhagen is not a ‘prying eyes’ scene.No pressure to conform.The ease of confidence is attractiveDrawing me in and keeping me out.The Copenhagen Paradox.

  Kelly Ballard

  August 24, 2023

  Faith, Poetry, Reflections, Travel

  Copenhagen, Lost&Found, Love, NewDay, Poetry, Travel