I still believe in the magic of true love. Ice crystals formed White lace spiders Spelling out her name The house was dark The windows dirty Residents long gone She came to the house Decades ago a child Abandoned At the age of three Just another mouth to feed She came here Met the man…
Tangled up in Messy sheets Clothes ripped Shredded and torn Lying scattered On the floor Wild passions Breaking silence Give me what I need Let’s leave love Out in the hall Dive in deep Stay down low Until you just can’t Breathe anymore Filling empty spaces Muscular tension Dissolving stresses Everything you want Is everything…
You’re are the reason I open my eyes Why I care at all About the sunrise You are the reason I go to bed at night In hopes I’ll dream You love me And We will be alright
My #BeReal guest today is Amy Noble. Today Amy gives us REAL passion. Sometimes we meet people who make a very deep impact on us and they remain part of us forever. Her words spoke to me and reminded me that I am who I am because of the people I have fallen deeply in…
My #BeReal guest today is J.C. Hannigan. I met her along with several other wonderful people when I joined Stigma Fighters. She first wrote THIS blog post for me back in June and she is back today with her #BeReal perspective. She was born with a chronic pain bone disorder called Multiple Hereditary Exostoses and I…
I was living inside a landscape Where the jagged earth swallowed All the stories we’d tried to paint A place where hostile suns mutilated And ruined our beautiful serene skies Open skies where our hearts once soared Before they took a fateful turn and dove Falling fast into an ocean full of eyes It was…
Believe in love even when it’s hard Hope even when it’s complicated Strive for unity even in the face of diversity and remember Bravery makes impossibilities possible
If you haven’t heard of J.C. Hannigan you are in for a huge treat because she is someone I adore. I met her along with several other wonderful people when I joined Stigma Fighters. She was born with a chronic pain bone disorder called Multiple Hereditary Exostoses and I imagine writing was not only a…
Lizzi wrote a beautifully wonderful poem HERE and she inspired me to pick a metaphor and write my own. Hope you like ❤ I stretched out long For the summer sun Absorbing its heat Until I was empty Nothing left to give I remained silent Weighed down By sharp stones And left with Broken limbs…
I originally posted this poem on facebook. Did you know I have a facebook page? Sometimes I will post poetry straight to the page and I love it when people comment with their own stanzas or lines in return. Every now and then they make it here along with the comments like today! MY FACEBOOK PAGE…
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