Poetry Blog by Connie Walter

My core, shook and rumbled 

Me being, awakened, humbled

My psyche, aligned, revives

My flesh, survived and thrives

This moment. The presence. A gift. 

Breathe. Smile. Be happy. Exist. 

Exhale. Relax. Surrender. Inspire.

Inhale. Trust. Love. Respire

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I know your heart is pure and kind 

And I know that you care deeply 

I know the troubles hurt your soul 

Still I know that you love freely 

I know you wish for better things 

I know that you want more

Still I know you’re grateful for what life brings 

Darling, hold this at your core 

I know you worry when you’re quiet 

I know you sometimes dream your fears

I...

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I call upon my ancestors from my genetic lineage 

I call upon the acenstors in humanities heritage 

I call upon the thou from our spiritual indigenous

I call upon the Gods and the spirits and the universe 

I call upon the leylines, the energy and source 

I call upon thou to gather for discourse

May the hearts and minds of women and men 

Be courageous and strong, may we re...

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Will you raise your voice for the oppressed

Will you demand Governmental redress

Will you speak on things that truly matter

Will you allow this illusion to truly shatter

Will you plant the seeds in the ears of youth

So they can discover the yield of truth

Will you speak up Will you scream

Will you have faith Will you dream

Will you turn up your volume for the silenced

Wi...

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Doesn’t it make you sick? 

The pollution. The plastic. The over consumption. 

The wastage. The damage. The over indulgence. 

Land, rivers, lakes, sea and oceans, 

consumed by our latest trend consumption. 

Doesn’t it make you sick? 

Water poisoned with chemical toxins.

Uncultivated land and air not safe to breath in. 

Resources raped from societies of people.

All in the ...

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Time...

Who are you?

and where are you going?

What is your purpose? 

Are you all knowing?

Always here, always near,

every breath I shared with you.

I spent my life right by your side, 

and still I do not know you.

Time, are you just a 

fragment of my mind?

Something we made up 

because our senses make us blind?

Can we not comprehend 

the whole eternity?

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The most horrific war

And act of suppression 

That we have saw 

On any nation 

Involves destruction 

Of Mother Nature 

Through mass production 

We all forsake her

Through trade induction 

We forgot to nurture

Instead consumption 

Became fixed behaviour 

She will have redemption 

For her disfavour

Trees will burst

through every building

Growing q...

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Angry confused divided and misdirected 

With morality low and aggressiveness high 

Shallow and impulsive realms of perspective 

Violence and crime progressively worsening

The streets set the scene for these men to rehearse in 

Society eludes a self destructive way of life 

& some young men savagely taken by the pierce of a knife

Where art thou compassion, you’ve lost your empa...

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I want a better life for my precious little boy

I want him to have a life that he can actually enjoy 

In a town like this with limited prospects 

The best that you can hope for is that life doesn't get to complex 

And that you don't have to escape with 

self destructionalised vibes 

And that you can appreciate the beauty 

in the ever changing tides

Life's not about finding ...

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Creativity is a manifestation 

Of dealing with life and the sins of creation  

We realise corruption and premeditation 

We seek to find beauty in all things misshapen 

We search for the glimmer of holyistic light 

To blur out the badness with beauty through site 

Or drown out the devil with music and words 

That reflects our supression & feelings to the life we’d have preferre...

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So I guess that they've imprisoned us into this predetermined preposition 

When the truth is there so blatantly but we can't help but not to listen 

Because ignorance is bliss so we'll stay blissfully unaware 

As to the GMO's in all our food and the geo engineering in the air 

I suppose we'll go organic and refuse the water from the tap 

What about the metals likened to a subtle che...

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So I feel like I've uncovered my own rendition of a super hero power 

When I meet a man I can estimate his dick size within an hour

So this may seem a little seedy, a bit sleezy, but when a man overcompensates with money why does he think it will impress me 

One guy on a night out handed me his credit card and told me to drink as much as I dare at his expense 

I politely declined ...

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I'm tired of being second best 

I'm tired of being the one the world rejects

The husband wanted more so he went with the bridesmaid 

& even back in primary I never got picked for the school play

Second best is a journey of progression 

Always so close to the prize but then comes life's hard lessons 

It seems no matter how much you want it and no matter how hard you try 

T...

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At just 17 when life seemed so empty

Your father and I, we got a bit friendly

And 9 months later you arrived at the scene

When I truly comprehended what love really means.

I love you more than life

And this love runs through me like a fire in my veins 

A fire that will protect you from all the adversity and pain 

that this world will try to impose and inflict 

and...

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They say 5 a day and a number of vaccines are what you need to be healthy                          

They say that cancer can't be cured and that a plant should be outlawed, but what's the reality

They say we need to go to war but we've heard it all before, and it's not how it should be            

They say we need to vote so get in line, as if we have a choice this time, they act like we'...

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In the beginning he would wake at every peculiar sound that came from the babies crib 

In the beginning he would bring me a beverage as I fed his son whilst the moon was dimly lit 

In the beginning he would rush home from work eager to see the family he created 

In the beginning we were the people whom he could be himself and escape with 

In the beginning we were enough 

He wou...

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I was young .. A simple statement that is the answer to many questions I am presented with 

Why did you get drunk, and throw up in the hall way? 

Why did you leave school, and truant all day? 

How did you get pregnant, at just seventeen? 

Why did you marry him, given what you had seen? 

Doesn't it feel silly, divorcing already? 

You're only 21, doesn't your life seem so craz...

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He left 

He left behind his broken wife and his scared son

He left

He left us cold, all alone with no one 

He left

The vows, they meant nothing 

The promises, broken 

I just wish we meant something 

More than just empty words spoken 

I cried for days at a time 

My young son wiped every tear 

Leaving us was a crime 

And now, it's been 1 year 

An...

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 It is an anti-climactical relapse into the repression and suppression of life. 

You'll be on a cloud of positivity held in the captivity of optimism. 

And then as if your minds been hit by a tun of bricks that indicate the euphemism of the candidness of reality.

 As you get older you realise that the higher you climb the further it is to fall, 

so you get indecisive between the f...

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After a heartbreak you never thought would surpass 

After definitively stating you would never allow yourself to be in a position of vulnerability again 

After truly giving up on the idea of love 

Letting a person in again is terrifying 

Allowing someone the capability to destroy you further

But trusting them not to

Delegating your feelings, sharing your secrets and ultimate...

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It is the assumption that people tend to reflect and contemplate in the dawn of the night 

When noones awake to hear the sorrow in your sobs

When it's too dark to see the weakness in your eyes 

And your lonliness enables your imprisoned vulnerability to surface 

But what happens when this negativity suddenly seep its way into the happenings of your everyday life 

When these mor...

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I'm lying awake at 3am

Why am I never intoxicated with positivity? 

Why aren't I a fountain of enthusiasm?

Why can't I see the euphemistic light in this unilluminated darkness?

I'm lying awake at 3am

All of my uncertainties are overwhelming 

The formidable anxiety I've become acclimated with seeps in through open wounds

And yet I've learned to find tranquility in this res...

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Learning to love yourself is gruelling. Every flaw, every mistake, every quirk. Only us ourselves know how characteristically flawed we truly are. So we hide. Hide behind make up, clothes and materials.

Social media enables us to create an ideology of the person we think we are, the person we want to be. But in the midst of the night we lie awake contemplating ourselves. Questioning our choices...

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Trust is an illusion. A systematically flawed word. A total forgery of a statement. Trust assumes infallibility - without errors, mistakes or fuck ups. How do we trust others when we can't even trust ourselves .. If the potential gain outweighs the potential risk we're likely to oblige. Whether the repercussions be momentary or long standing, we're going to indulge in whatever we feel is beneficia...

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Hypothetically speaking I want to be happy. & that is the only objective I'll pursue. Machination and epiphanies may aid in the constitution of strategies that'll supposively enable me to achieve delectation and felicity, But ultimately what makes you happy? Money, materials? - No. Not at all. Tangible goods can't remunerate and compensate for the emptiness of your soul. Possessions can only stren...

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It is an anti-climactical relapse into the repression and suppression of life. You'll be on a cloud of positivity held in the captivity of optimism. And then as if your minds been hit by a tun of bricks that indicate the euphemism of the candidness of reality. As you get older you realise that the higher you climb the further it is to fall, so you get indecisive between the fear of failure and the...

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