Poetry Blog by Vautaw (Self-acceptance)
Nicola Beckett on Deflowered (2 days ago)
I see you flowering her
the way you once did me.
Playing virtual footsies,
oozing lyrical chemistry.
Move on they say,
look the other way.
And so it shall be,
my focus is on me.
Sowing wildflower seeds,
shining in the rain,
dancing through the pain,
singing in a field of weeds.
Sunday 27th September 2020 5:41 pm
I can’t believe I found you at last. I haven’t seen you since I was 17.
A few times I felt you near, but couldn’t see you because I was blinded by my attachment to shining knight fairy tales, white picket fences, and the American dream.
What a relief to know you never really left. You have been here all along, patiently waiting for me...
to smile at my reflection in the mirror.
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Sunday 15th September 2019 4:04 am