Poetry Blogs (inner strength)
Somewhere in your mind are all the strengths you seek
But say not into your mind 'Do I have strength?'
For only the laughing strength will answer 'Yes'
And only the teasing strength will answer 'No'
And all others will be silent, or will stay asleep.
Somewhere in your mind are all the strengths you need
Not always in the moment you expect.
But in the moment that matters.
Thursday 21st January 2021 6:05 am
I've been burned
And risen again
Proud of my new coat
I've been burned again
Proud of my new coat of feathers
And unafraid of fire.
Wednesday 6th January 2021 1:50 am
I have the rarest flower
Growing in my inner self.
I first had to protect it,
But now it’s taken root.
Small shoots of green,
Surviving where was barren.
Little tiny leaves,
I have the rarest flower
Living, thriving inside.
Makes me certain, what else happens,
That I can survive
Just like it.
As I wait for it to flower,
With its petals unfurled,
I wonder what...
Thursday 10th December 2020 9:12 am
Why do all the greatest ideas arise after illegal consumption. Why does fate always suggest such a temptation.
It’s exhausting the provided short lived excitement. Aiming to throw our reality of its alignment.
Time starts to have no logical meaning. it starts to no longer seem to exist. The struggle is a twisted game you fail to resist.
It’s unnatural what my body is now ...
Friday 20th November 2020 8:42 pm
Was it the fire between my thighs
that scorched the ground?
Or the tears from my eyes
that salted the earth?
Do the sounds of my cries
linger on the wind?
Could you feel my hope as it dies
and rots the lives around it?
I am death
I'm coming for you
until all that surrounds you is dust and ash
Do you still think you are innocent?
Monday 24th February 2020 6:41 pm
It takes a daring woman to see the strength
of remaining soft in a hard world.
To love like you've never been hurt,
when your heart has been broken many times.
The greatest act of bravery is to recognize that
loving someone makes you vulnerable,
but refusing to stop.
To be courageous enough
to look that vulnerability in the face and say
"I will not back down,
no matter how many times you...
Monday 6th August 2018 2:30 pm
Were you not my watch tower, erect above the chalky cliff
Stone guardian against all, high over the rough tides of my youth?
Was yours not the bastion, planted secure on the high turf:
Whose high walls embraced us and protected?
But that was then, now I am the ascended man -
Now I do not see your turrets from my farther shore
Black waves broke on your defences, your mortar crumbl...
Sunday 10th December 2017 4:05 pm