Tag: poet
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One Hour
There’ll be light rain for the next hour. Not a heavy down pour, just a light shower. Enough to freshen for sorrows to clear To wash away burdens warm sun to appear. Breathe! Create space for dreams of the future A pause with potential allows magic to occur. Use the time wisely opportunity to empower…
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Slow
Slowing down to start the day; Relinquishing fake urgency. Opening to possibility, in tender self discovery. Moving slowly, with intention, Recognizing invitations As openings to transformation. Step forward with anticipation. Slow awareness, soft emergence, Compassionate cries of resonance. Sweetest agony of transcendence in the million mundane moments.
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In Celebration of Dissociation
Claiming the power of dissociation; of not being present to soulless violation. Drawing fresh strength from recognition that innocence remains, intact and unbroken. Shamed for an absence perceived as abandonment; Forgiving myself, despite others judgement. Accepting raw scars still inviolably innocent. Taking only what’s mine, the remainder their punishment.
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#MeToo
The unspoken power of resonant truth. A shy smile. A nod. I’ve been there too. I know what you mean. Simple validation. You’re not alone. Gifting Recognition. Receive the gift, of shared solidarity, Carry it forward with equanimity. Feeling compassion, I see you too. You’re not alone. I believe you.
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Access Denied.
Dear parents, I’m too angry to talk; Yet you consume my thoughts. Painful paradox of betrayal. What would you say if you could see me now? You may say you approve. But why should I allow your opinions to matter? It’s for me to decide. It’s too late for you to turn the tide, to…
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One Step
Keep going, move forward one step at a time, Knowing you’ve got this, not falling behind. See twists and turns in the grand design. Trusting the process, take one step at a time. On the road less travelled, steeper steps, hard to climb. Every inch counts as progress, human race, no finish line. Breathtaking views…
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Ode to Trauma
My childhood was a minefield, mind where you tread. Buried bombs keep alive, old stories I forget. Waiting for the next footfall, triggering regret. What’s music to you, fills me with dread. Fighting inner battles, casualty count unknown. Narcissistic neglect, no one there to atone For Abandonment. Abuse. The words hit home, Piercing shame in…
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Reconciliation
I’m done with holding this anger and pain; It’s sucking me dry, exhausting to maintain inner levels of fury, outer facade of calm; reaching critical mass, causing me harm. And yet … I keep holding it up for all to see. Claiming moral high ground, seeking sympathy. Loosing sight of meaning, muddled up in my…
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Shadows
Afraid of the darkness? What’s lurking behind, beyond and beneath; out of sight, out of mind? Would you welcome the light? ever so gently, at first. No sudden explosions or frightening outbursts. Imprisoned in the shadows, loud clock marking time. Terrified to step forward, to let your light shine. Could you release the lock, crack…
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Surrender
Am I strong enough to surrender, Knowing what I resist will persist? Embrace the overwhelming fear that I might cease to exist. What if I’m strong enough to surrender, Wholeheartedly embrace the grief? Let it move through me, knowing on the other side lies peace. My inner child surrendered, Let me hold her in my…
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