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Hannah Apr 10
my patience is so cold,
icebergs could break.
my dreams are so big,
sun could shine
in trembles of November rain.

I see black roses
and I drink of
same old poison.

I see those waves of
all the blood I bled
and I see a full blood moon
at dawn.

some days are
as black as night,
some are as colorful
as daytime rainbows.
spring has taken
the shape of a wounded coyote...

forcing a layered film
of something very dangerous
to hide in the bulb of each joss flower…

a brutal coercion made pure
by the ghost of the ending winter...

each day has forced warmth
upon me as if it were a ritual,

the annual harvest of my sanity.
blood poetry
Power stood, but strength fell
A capacity to fear, but no more burdens to build,
The forlorn of a daughter.
While fault became honey, sweetly puréed upon the flesh I wore,
The drought of one’s character left dry this flesh.
Sticky and shriveled, was my existence.

———————————-

No conquest could restore, dignity or integrity,
The forlorn of a daughter, lost to the hunger of confectioners.
Jeremy Betts Mar 30
Life can seem like a nightmare
I'm afraid of all of the time
I release my flair in the night air
Noticing all the fear is of the same kind
I more than recognize the familiar glare
The eyes looking back at me are mine
Aware that I'm unaware
Fair or not,
Witness my paradigm

©2024
How can you truly wish true love the best,
Lost years slipping away from our hands?
Betrayal, lies, deception a test,
Love turning blind darkness all commands…
For what is truth if not halve our hearts torn,
Leaving us scapegoats of wilderness?
Did not we share our desires all worn,
Only to never come and confess…
I can feel the pain brewing inside you,
An old soul will always have to know…
No, what comes in your life isn’t all new.
Your burdens are mine aching to show…
Whatever you go through I will be here,
Pushing my love away from you I fear…
A new year begins, with hectic schedules every day,
Anxieties overwhelm us- in school; work; in every possible way
Often we tend to focus solely on the challenging and stressful circumstances,
Forgetting the power and the capabilities of God, who can help us

Our doubts and tough circumstances are the results of the the powers and principalities of the evil world,
The spiritual war we face each and every day- between spirit and flesh; it is real
The evil one tries to make us doubt God’s love and provision during the trying times;
To counter it, we must have our eyes fixed on Christ, to be comforted in times of strife

When we come before God to acknowledge our weaknesses and inability to stand by our own strength,
Through His mercy, we are beholden to His love and grace which loosens our soul when we get tense
When countless worries come, we must render these known to God in prayer;
His comforting presence, peace and renewed strength in us shall take away all our doubts and fears

Challenges and anxieties from the world can afflict a believer and cause him to go astray,
But if we exercise our faith through prayer, God will help make these anxieties go away
“My child, for all those times when you were full of anxiety and fear,
It was I, who pulled you through; I have always been near.”

Inspiration: Psalm 94:18-19
Zywa Mar 21
Conforming myself,

keeping my mouth shut: my fear --


won't protect me though.
Essay "The Transformation of Silence into Language and Action" (1977, Audre Lorde) --- Collection "Wean Di"
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