In out
in out
You release your stress
Closely watching the kettle blow steam
You match its pace and do the same
Doing the opposite of a mental undress
As you stir your milk into your tea
Now, let the day begin on the count of three…
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Tag: Poetry
The Musician
‘Play us another song’ they chanted
And though he silently groaned
His heart longed to play a song to take them on
the journey of love and redemption he had traveled
Which had brought him to this very night
He strummed his pain with his fingers
And it lingered, warm and tender in the air
Palpitable through every family of notes he sang
When done, everything and nothing remained unsaid.
*Photo by Gabriel Gurrola on Unsplash
2023 is here – Happy new year!
It’s that time of year when people tie themselves in knots
Jumping through hoops of resolution
Which grow shakier with time
As they pick and prune themselves
Hoping to craft a better person
Than they were only a few hours before
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2022 was a wild ride, and it’s time to strap ourselves in for another (hopefully wild in a good way, of course!) Happy new year, readers! 😊🥰
*Photo by Dmitriy Zub on Unsplash
Autumn/Transformation
It’s that time of year again
Where the trees shed their skin
And so must I
*Photo by Timothy Eberly on Unsplash
Insomnia
We are a generation of non-sleepers
Raging against the night
Fighting live nightmares and echoes of refusal
Screaming into large voids of silence
and glasshouses that we long to shatter
Introvert
You like to live your life out loud
Your decisions making large echoes as you go
Whilst I live mine in careful whispers
My choices wrapped carefully in thought and planted like seeds
Waiting to grow.
*Photo by Artur Rutkowski on Unsplash
War of the Streets
We live in a city where dwellers roam the intersection of boy and man
Carrying blades close to skin
And the weight of a masculinity seeped in poison
Ego eats the mind, reincarnating itself as blood on the streets
Darkness which eclipses the heart
Dagger is protection
Person is foe
Two truths can exist
But in the end only one life can live
How did it get to this?
If we’re not careful ‘the grass is always greener’,
Is a mentality that can dictate our lives
Like an angry colonel, deafening and persistent
It turns split second smiles to plastic
It eats away at our happiness as we stand in the midst of it
A relentless fire that starts to burn the ground of your security
Perhaps, the grass is only greener because you’re scorching the ground
of the life-giving grass you already stand on.
Finding Love
What a blessing it is
To get a glimpse of love in this lifetime
To call it by name
And hear it respond
Knowing that it’s yours
The Alcoholic
He looks into his glass
Hoping to see the reflection of a saviour
In the swirl of brown liquor before him.
Propped up by the blindness of others
He sips and is violently propelled to a high
Of ethereal happiness
Narrowly just avoiding the grasps of reality
By ordering another drink
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