I felt for so long I was worthless. That nobody would love someone “like me”. When I say “like me” I mean someone with low self-confidence, emotional instability, overweight, and constantly comparing myself to others. But once I got all the emotionally challenging parts of my life behind me I started to realize I actually…
It’s magic the way you smile at me They way it dances across your face And mindlessly flirts with my eyes The way it grabs my attention And doesn’t need to demand it But simply holds it in its grasp Just by merely existing, by being real God knows I love how it makes me…
To those who smile When times are tough And those who laugh Through a flood of tears To those who give When they have so little To those who hurt And still choose love I just want say… WOW I know it isn’t easy Because man Life is so damn hard But you make it…
I want to be the fierce and fiery dragon That chases away your enemies To be the sun that shines and guides you When you need to find your way I want to be the orange and yellow sunset When you need to find a bit of peace To be the moon that shines ever…
You guys, I just read an advanced copy of Nicole Lyons new book Blossom and Bone. My mind has been swimming with inspiration all weekend. If you don’t know who Nicole Lyons is then…. WHAT??? That honestly surprises me because I truly believe she is going to be the next big poet that our students…
I close my eyes And I can see Landscapes That collide Then break free Just to bounce Again together Over and over Happy to feel The collision Each time more Anticipated Each time more Satisfying Each time more All there is
I’ve written A thousand Beautiful words Played inside Wordy poems Teasing Hundreds Of lines Of prose From my soul Crying out A thousand Verses worth Of joyful tears Only to be Left erasing Every letter Ever written Because No matter How I line Them up Or how each Character Is arranged No matter The rhythm…
If the ghosts hadn’t fallen Before we’d met Would they have taken us Further from ourselves? Had they not been slain Would we find ourselves Crushed and broken Beneath invisible claims? Would we have found The truth of who we are Had we not sliced them Gut to throat with honesty And accountability? I think…
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