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Abigail Hobbs Sep 2018
My awakening broke the dawn
And my eyes lifted the sun
And the moon lowered to the dirt
in a sorrow of goodbyes
And up lifted my spirits
in anticipation of dawn breaking into common daylight
And all is even on the horizon
9/6/18
Abigail Hobbs Jul 2018
My heart jumps at you
You in the dream
You in the memory
You with the dazzling smile
You woke it up
My heart thuds
Banging against the wall
I decided to put you in
I'm healed, I tell it
And for a moment my heart stops
It misses
It yearns
It spills
It pours tears as if
Its been a million years
My heart, oh my heart
Cry and
miss and
pour
Then go back to sleep
Just for a moment it needed to weep
7/15/18
Its been a while, HP!
Abigail Hobbs Jun 2018
And your soul will be replenished
once you're showered with
what you crave
and yearn for the most
Your roots spread
and dig
and grow
You'll spurt into the tall blades
into the night sky, even
Your curled petals
will open to this world
What do you need?
Your stretched petals will tell you
And so will the sun,
the great source in the sky
Grow and grow through the garden
The garden is your home
to rest
to replenish
You need a home
You need others akin to a home
Flowers need love
And love you shall receive, child.
5/4/18
Abigail Hobbs Jun 2018
Can these wildflowers' scent
lure me to a high of
when things weren't so wild
and we could predict
the oncoming spring
and what this season would bring
I guess, in a way,
the wild times have come to a close
I just have to remember
to stop
and have a word with those flowers
and ask them
when they think I'll spring
The air tells me many things
and I think my time will come
6/4/18
Abigail Hobbs Jun 2018
Let the soft waves
rock you to sleep
before they crash
Let the foam
wrap it's advice around you
(it sticks around for a while)
claw through the sand
when it's said and done
when you come to
scallop edged waves, you could watch them for hours
the salt cleanses, washes wounds clean
(it may take a while)
Are you there yet?
Are you aware yet?
Is your reflection as it was before?
How does this ripple effect you?
Salted air, open the eyes
Fill the lungs with newness
Let the sun dry you
Let the rays hug you
in your new beginnings.
6/4/18
Abigail Hobbs Jun 2018
Dear, soft pink clouds,
you make up my dreams
and the flush on my cheeks
Could I stay up above with you?
Just a while longer?
you make up the storms
collecting, waiting, observing,
after anxieties of darker, greyer days
Dear, active, changing clouds,
you make up my reality
and what happens behind the scenes
5/23/18
Abigail Hobbs May 2018
I can't deny the fact that when I think of you, the wind always passes through. I know you're not gone from this world, but it's like your ghost. But I think of it as we were meant to be- but for only the time it takes wind to come through. Fleeting, passing, cherished, and just for a moment.

You taught me what it means to truly cherish every bit someone gives you- no matter how close they are, no matter who they are, no matter how long they stay.

This is what life is about- love, learning to love, cherishing, living with others in every moment. It means to live when things come unexpected. I love all of the moments I can remember- however fleeting- however small- whatever they were and meant to be.

And just like the breeze- you'll come and go, and I'll cherish whatever and wherever it does- without denial.
05/13/18
Just some prose I need to get out there. Healing is a time consuming process.
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