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I long for those forgotten years When no one noticed me When I could simply disappear And let what was just be I yearn for all those better days Like those that came before The ones that did not notice me Until they needed more I know I only need a day Of faith and gratitude The mystery of a thing called hope And the magic of solitude. Natasha Head FB.com/tashtooparlour #natashahead #poetry #poets #poems #tashtoo #poetsofig #writers #writing #writersofinstagram #solitude #lostonpurpose ✌🏻💚

Natasha Head, "Chasing Clouds"

This heart This heart is strong It has to be. It has learned to be. It is capable of more love, more compassion, more empathy than I could have ever imagined. Its' capacity for forgiveness is a force in itself. I believe in it. That there are others like it. That together we can change the world. Its' only flaw. Its' only shortcoming? That it so doubts itself Because it can't convince you. Natasha Head FB.com/tashtooparlour #poetry #tashtoo #natashahead #poetsofig #writers #writersofig #prose #amwriting #wip

I've a confession to make. I fear I've not been honest with you. I've been prettying up my pain with prose, stealing from the poets, decorating my walls with a mirage of openness and letting you believe you know me. In spite of my grandest desire, I am not a poem. I am a mess, an unfinished graphic novel at best. Unlike the perceptions we like to paint, my failings are far from a song. They are loveless and dark. They are selfish and harsh. They are a result of life. Alas...love has never broken me, nor has death stood upon my door step to await the arrival of my soul. I am living, I am surviving, I am blessed. It's a shame we thrive on the poetry of the heartbroken. There are fantastic works to be discovered in the simplest side of life. The breath of a new day. The courage to live it. The only person I've ever had to battle has been myself. The inner dialogue shameful & cruel. The only one to blame for this brokenness...is me. Imagine how boring the poetry! My only claim to fame is perhaps the best poem ever. I'm still here. #NatashaHead #prose #poetry #poetsofig #writers #writersofig #tashtoo

Do I want to be the pillar Or do I want to be the stone Chipped away and rolling Seeking a new home Do I want to be the oak tree Or do I want to be the leaf Caught in winds a blowing Never finding what I seek Do I want to be the drifter Or do I want to be the lord The amount of life you sacrifice Is the amount you can afford. Natasha Head FB.com/tashtooparlour #poetry #poem #wordporn #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #tashtoo #natashahead

I long for those forgotten years When no one noticed me When I could simply disappear And let what was just be I yearn for all those better days Like those that came before The ones that did not notice me Until they needed more I know I only need a day Of faith and gratitude The mystery of a thing called hope And the magic of solitude. Natasha Head FB.com/tashtooparlour #natashahead #poetry #poets #poems #tashtoo #poetsofig #writers #writing #art #hope #watts #painting

If I'm nothing more than luck and stardust I'm just here to watch it burn But if you add the magic There's a lesson to be learned I don't need to to know the answers But I need the freedom to seek I don't need to know the language But I feel the urge to speak If it's you I run into On this fiery flight When tails collide on this suicide ride We are one, not wrong or right So take the luck and give a fuck At least care while you are here And when the winds blow it all away Leave a little stardust there. Natasha Head FB.com/tashtooparlour #poetry #poet #poetsofig #writers #writing #stardust #care #tashtoo #natashahead

How do you stop the bleeding In a wound you can not see How do you measure the weight of the ache When you can't measure eternity? Natasha Head FB.com/tashtooparlour #poetry #poets #poetsofig #writers #wordporn #writersofig #heartbroken #tashtoo #natashahead