Category: Poetry
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When will my spring come
Feeling like I’m trapped in eternal winter frozen and numb barely carrying on wondering when the thaw of spring will come when will it be my time to shine when will I feel something more than just exhausted and depressed all the time when will the warmth and longer days of summer arrive that make…
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Grief
🖤 Grief It’s the price you pay for having loved someone deeply. It’s the wound that never fully heals that you carry with you to your grave. 🖤 Although they say time heals all wounds this isn’t true with the grief of losing someone. Grief is the never ending wound the replayed memories and remembrances …
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Red poem
What do you think of when you think of the color red? Do you think of rebels or blood that was shed? Do images of bright crimson apples fill your head? Freshly squeezed pulp from a tomato crushed? Cherry lips and scarlet cheeks daintily blushed? Valentine cards and ruby colored foil on chocolate hearts? What…
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Create Anyway
Create anyway Even if no one listens Even if no one sees Even if no one cares Besides you. If it brings you joy If it fills your cup If it is your passion Then it is worth it. What inspired this short poem? In 2023 I read, “Create Anyway: The Joy of Pursuing Creativity…