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Daisy Feb 2019
Couldn't        find
                                       Words
                          Clear concise exact
                                        To say
                                           My
                                          Soul
               ­                     Is weighted
                                     Differently
                            Almost accustomed
                                          Now
        ­                              To        what
                    ­                   Was heavy,
                           Barely                      there
                               ­       To         what
                                     Was feathers,
                               Now              boulders
                                       ­   While
                                    Rivers returned
                                          To flow
                                            over
           ­                            My deserts
Daisy Feb 2019
Let's not Celebrate
the day we met
or kissed
or walked through stars to see our souls
let's skip the annual celebration
maybe?
Could we
Meet
         again and again and again and again and again and again and again and...
          fresh every day
every moment encapsulated in totality
for
we will never be who we remember
we never were
instead
we will meet
here and now
New me
New you
and
Tomorrow
we'll meet again
Daisy Feb 2019
I now know
          what it is to have
               your best
                          walk around in
                human form
           I now know
              the held back
                   tears
               to support a tiny soul
I now know
                hunger pain
                      until the last belly
                              is full
           Love so deep
                           only oxygen is more
           So
                I will laugh
                                      with you
                     every moment
                             until
                                     no
                                         more
Poem 3 of 3 poems inspired by motherhood
Daisy Feb 2019
Hidden Scars
                   and lines
            create
                      immortality
             A mirage of
                      Beauty
                 replacing
             Ethereal Glory
                         Our
                                Children's homes
                                         lost
                  their souls'
                                    birthplace
                 ­            gone
Part 2 of 3 poems inspired by motherhood
Daisy Feb 2019
Your Heart Beats
The rhythm of my
                     first music
      Your touch
the first sense
                   of this world
       Your eyes
                   my
                        first
                               view
                    of love
the home I once knew
first poem of three inspired by motherhood
Daisy Feb 2019
And then one day, breath
An ease and sudden release
I can now be free
Daisy Jul 2017
My Heart's Shelves
     are       untidy
    Previously
    Each  moment stored
by Topic
next  by  author
Finally, OH FINALLY, by title
NOW
Every Item Torn
has bled and blended
I can't categorize
I shut the door
cluttered

To clean one shelf
share its contents
will spill
ALL
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