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I started writing in 2019 as I was going through a separation and ultimately a divorce. I feel in many ways poetry saved me. Poetry helped me understand that writing and authorship do not require anyone’s permission or approval but our own.
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Who Remains?
Not all who wander seek to know. Not all who wake choose to go. One by one, the mask does fall, Those who see, hear this call. First, we leave behind the bound, Who tied themselves to earth and ground. For their wants, they scream. Drunk with greed, freedom remains a perpetual dream. Next, we…
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Our Pride United
The desire to be free What we all shout is our desire to fly and see our potential grow higher, without being bound by chains with no key. We require the determination and power to live our life uniquely and free, preventing our hearts and souls from fading and wanting to retire under the weight…
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Pain Behind
In shadows cast by life’s hand, I stood alone on desolate land. Lost, forsaken, my heart bereft, trapped a world where bonds I once had left. With weary steps, I tread that path, Where laughter once danced, I experianced silent wrath. Isolation’s cloak tightened its hold, As sorrow’s whispers pierced my soul, bold. Longing for…
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Lost If Not for Yesterday
History gives a map of future’s way, Left by those who sailed our waters yesterday. Darkness hides deep below, naps in mystery, While warnings flowed stray, And now we question life beyond this day. Our anchored hope, though veiled, Claps at fear, And waves victory Where hearts now lay. False hope exists alone for they…
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Lessons Past
As progress renders shadows obsolete, warnings of certain darkness go unheard. Shade cast on nothing; forget guardrails serve to learn. Forgotten shadows neglect battles fought first in mind. This allows the path to failure as unprepared is human kind.
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I Hate This Fate
My racing mind, and worried heart, I hate my being, how’s that for a start My brain on fire, a rattled core,Back and forth, tides crash hard,Thoughts adrift, with no guard, This soul lost at sea, far from shore,Holding hope of rescue no more. Halt the thinking, brace for commotion—It spins fast—be ready—incoming emotions. Hateful…
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Hope Surrendered
Death, can you hear my constant cry? My spirit, burdened, falling in battles; I can no longer fight or fly. I think now to a time of beauty, peace, and light, Though I remain unseen, all my problems cease their might. I pause my words and reflect on what that means, As I retreat from…
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Rising Joy
In shadows cast by life’s cruel hand,I stand alone on desolate land,Lost, forsaken, my heart bereft,In a world where bonds I once had left. With weary steps, I tread this path,Where laughter once danced, now silent wrath, Isolation’s cloak tightens its hold,As sorrow’s whispers pierce my soul, bold. Longing for connections, lost and gone,Yearning for…
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Art Authenticity breakfast capitalism chicken coffee exjw Family fitness food friends friendship gay grinterfarms growing growth gym happy HawaiianBros health care hulihuli Jehovah justice kansas laborday LGBTQ love Masculinity microsoft monument valley mornings muscle Nature Photography Poetry Queer Identity Recipes religion Self-Acceptance sunflowers technology Travel Video west xbox