Tag: poetry
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Careful Words
Twisting in my gut, so much pain. You have no idea how it hurts. Same as I cannot imagine how you hurt. xxx It knocks me back. Sets me into quiet mode. I pull away because of your words. xxx Ask me to talk, yet I open up, you squash me back down. Falling into…
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Inspiration post – Healing Through Dance
I finally went dancing on Friday. I used to go all the time, but haven’t in the last 6 months. I’m not sure why I haven’t been. Lack of interest, too tired, work, guilt about going out and leaving my family yet again. Probably a multitude of things. But this Friday, I was feeling so…
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Can I Borrow You?
Always the listener. Where are the ears that listen to me? Mine are on loan to whomever needs them. But I don’t get to borrow. xxx Or is it that I’m too scared? xxx I don’t let on what’s inside. I dont let out my burning screams. I dont let out the tears and sobs…
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Inspiration post – Women
Today, I ran my first Womens group – WISE (Women Inspire Self Empowerment). Being the first meeting, I wasn’t sure what to expect. However, I am pleased with the outcome. It was a small gathering, only 8 of us, but it was informative, close and we shared many things about ourselves. I wanted to start…
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My words will hurt you.
You make me angry. An incessant rage that sticks in my chest, rising up to my throat, just waiting to regurgitate. xxx Years of words that would cause you hurt. Years of hurt that I have held on too. Years of frustration for the little girl that lost out on you. xxx Tears for the…
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Inspirational post – Anger
I am angry. A lot. I have no idea why normally, sometimes I am aware, but mostly, I just feel an incredible anger at everything. Yet, I don’t feel I have the right too. Nothing in my life is that terrible that I have a right to be angry. So, I struggle with this emotion.…
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Sunset Dreams
I sit with my back to the sunset. Staring at the ocean before me. xxx The waves are constant. Like my thoughts over and over. xxx Surrounded by people, yet craving to be alone. Wanting to find peace. Wanting to feel love. A noise in my head, like the rhythmic crashing. xxx Patterns of behaviour…
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Ocean Memories
Lifeless. Your body. Lifeless. xxx Sounds of voices. Anxious, loud, overbearing. Sounds of people desperately trying to revive you. xxx Silence. Those voices give way to another noise. xxx The worst noise. xxx A mothers screams. xxx Sobs as she learns they can’t save you. that your soul has been carried away with the ocean…
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Inspiration post – Dealing with Grief
I work in a hospital. I am regularly faced with confronting situations, death of children, adults and relatives coming to terms with this grief. Over the last 10 years I have been witness to six children die. I didn’t think this had much of a long-term effect on me. I felt that I dealt with…
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Beauty of Death
I collect dead things. I scrape the corpses of animals off the side of the road, boiling their bones on my hob. xxx I press dead flowers, keeping their rotting petals. I comfort the dying, watching them take their final breaths, souls leaving their bodies. xxx There is something beautiful in death.
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