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I wait with my muddled thoughts For her to whisper to me “Be” To tell what is my fate? “Create” With nothing to say or give? “Forgive” I have only paint and words, no place of my own “Never alone” A short dialogue poem between me and Inner Self for Grace Black’s “28 Days of Self Love” challenge. Within the poem, I imagine that the voice that rises up to answer my fear seems to be an echo, but is…

When I think of “Relationship,” I imagine watching the other shoe dropping Not safety in holding each other Falling asleep   Nearly four years in, my shoe  hasn’t fallen Fingers trace paths across the length of your collarbone   Because of you, I am a step-mum– a woman-child to love and hold loosely in my arms steadfast in my heart   It’s not magic why we exist as a family; Self love, patience…

I Confess That I/My…

Losing small items (like stamps) can make me see red Pour an extra shot into my glass when I think no one’s looking Legs are never shaved in the winter Grind my teeth and according to my husband, snore really loud Take a nap after I get home from work, every single day Eyes well up with tears at the worst of times and in front of people like my boss Suffer from panic attacks so often that I carry…

A Black Out Poem

Taken from a sales magazine. I left in a few headlines because the circled text kinda answers the questions asked by them 😛 Revolving sign, Send us a large door free of inside information. We want to be happy, which is non-refundable. Return postage is the responsibility of the customer. Post-It image courtesy of Brandon Lopez

A Shape Poem for my Music Experience

Image Courtesy of John Raptis  

Heaviness that has abided in my shoulders, jaws and chest is washed clean by the waves Manifestation, the idea I don’t know where to fit it but regardless I let go Thoughts that are sharp, dry like old pieces of skin jut up but with the next breath I let go Heaviness of doubt, memories of shame and “not enoughness” slide away I let go I feel joyful as the layers like dirt fall away, I don’t think…

I am one breath singing. I am alive and breathing. I am a baby crying out loud, a microcosm and Universe. I am a rhythm and verse. I am blinded eyes watching. I am courage dancing. I am a trembling leaf in the Fall. I am a star shining bright and moonlight. I am a road. I am a song at daybreak. Photograph courtesy of George Bohunicky

Today’s prompt is about forgiveness towards my Inner Child, my Inner Self. As instructed, I wrote a letter to my Inner Self and feelings began to stir up. As they came up, I named and described them within the letter. I showed “unlovable” parts of myself compassion. I felt naked before my Inner Self because there was no need to pretend to be perfect or pleasing. I couldn’t ignore or take up a…