poetry
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Belonging
When you put you arm around me Hand upon my waist I’ve never felt that way Both safe and thrilled in that moment I could have your arm and hand around me forever You named it belonging and I think you’re right Perhaps your arm and hand belong around my waist and that’s why it Continue reading
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Sadness Loves Me
The sadness I feel is a tidal wave She seems looming and overpowering I run from her scared to be swept away but if I pause If I let her reach me She is not a tidal wave at all She is gentle as she embraces me telling me she loves me And if I Continue reading
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Surviving is me too
The survivor me is still me She still shows up when she is needed through tough work days and sickness She takes care of me I don’t want to disconnect from her even though she reminds me of my worst times She is still who I am sometimes Continue reading
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Ironic
It’s funny how our insecurities drive us apart rather than together When it’s usually because we want to belong to one another Continue reading
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Precious Impermanence
Everything changes and moves The river even the trees and we see these changes as beautiful and natural May it be true then that we embrace the changing seasons the ever emerging emotions the temporary moments in our life Recognizing their impermanence is what makes it all so precious Continue reading
About Me
An obsessive journaler who loves meeting others along their journey and giving them a hand to hold through pieces of writing. I write about the heartbreaks of life and the joys, the ups and downs, and I often learn my greatest lessons and miracles from nature.
Joyful Ruins 