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michnavs.wordpress.com
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| | | | | Coping abuse comesin many formsso as coping. one could smileand just moveforward. one could prayharder -with the hopeof making themstronger. one coulddo therapyhoping the doctorswould find a cureand make themforget. one couldcould withrawfrom the worldhopes to wakeup, happy and sane. but what ifnone of it works?where do yougo from there? will the painever go away?... | |
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| | | | | (written March 2024) Photo by NEOSiAM 2024+ on Pexels.com My body craves release fromwinter's harshsting, for though it is spring,the cold air still chillsmy bones.Bathe me in sunlight so I canfeel its warm embraceon my skin.And, as golden rays caress me,I shall drown in an ocean of bliss. Copyright © 2024 Ephemeral EncountersAll Rights Reserved | |
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| | | | | Image credit; Sander Sammy@Unsplash Mask is donnedBehind blind truth is buriedDebil and destructive bondMask withdrawnUnforeseen anguish unleashedUnhinged without armor onMask crumblesDisguised lies divulge themselvesFrom stirring eyes truth tumbles Sadje's What do you see # 234 I chose a form and subject from Val's Looking at Poems Around theWorld: "3. Ireland: Treochair - An Irish form... | |
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wordsandcoffeewriting.com
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| | | skip stones from skyscraperscoming down with moondust dreamsbeyond the balanced bayouabove the crescent cadenceand atop the twisting tempestuntil the valley falls asleep This is just a fun little poem that I wrote earlier this summer and decided to share at a time when I knew life would be a bit busier. Nature images usually inspire... | ||
