#grateful poems on Hello Poetry

Rhiannon Clayton 21h

Today I stood in the fire, my mind and heart torn with stress, my spirit weary.
And in one moment, someone said the one word I needed to hear, "God."
My weary mind, battling with PTSD and OCD, calmed instantly.
Your peace enveloped me and carried me above the waves, back to shelter, back to grace.
I have never asked for an easy life; I have asked for grace to persevere.
I have asked for grace to show others kindness when my flesh is anything but peaceful, when war has taken me over.
In your wisdom, you have given me grace.
Thank you isn't enough, though maybe if I leave that here on this page, perhaps tonight it will suffice.
-Rhia Clay

#thanks #thankful #grateful #grace #gratitude #god #christian #ptsd #ocd #persevere

Libelle Marcellus 1d

How Lucky Am I

How lucky am I to have a warm bed to rest in every night as the seasons change.

How lucky am I to have the holidays to clean and prepare for.

How lucky am I to feel the weather as it is changing.

How lucky am I to be swept up in a busy schedule.

How lucky am I to have so much to look forward to.

How lucky am I to have people to share these moments with.

How lucky am I to be nervous.

How lucky am I to be sad.

How lucky am I to find myself in new situations.

How lucky am I to have far places to go.

How lucky am I to face challenges I can grow from.

How lucky am I to have a body that supports me.

How lucky am I to live when it is easy and it is hard.

How lucky am I to exist.

Be grateful for what you have, because even the most simple commodity would be the greatest gift for the next person.

#grateful #thankful #thankyou

Joss Lennox Apr 28

Journey to The Hollows

The race to the top of silver rain mountain,
it's on the way down to the rivers of riches,
headed out west on golden threaded miles,
through the trees of greeds green ghosts,
in valleys of gilded breaths and golden hushes,
merchants, muses blow on as paper winds,
stay a while on beggars promises,
all to collect their coin of dreams.

greed is a hollow journey. pursuit of love, kindness, gratefulness, community, equality, fairness and peace i.e. things with depth will forever hold more value. greed can be found, of course, in all of these. Be grateful for what you have when you have it, even when you're struggling to make ends meet, especially then.

#greed #poem #poetry #journey #gratefulness #kindness #happiness #grateful #world #love

Joss Lennox Apr 21

Victory Over Death & Sin

And, on the third day, He rose again,
not because we earned it,
or even deserved it,
after all betrayals and sin,
unconditional love remained within.
For these things were always the key,
to letting it be.
Sin will never win,
in the end of the world,
my friend.

Love, grace and forgiveness portray the "keys to peace". That's what my poem is about. Without having these for our fellow "man", we'll stay in constant battles and chaos. Sin doesn't have the final say or "win", goodness and redemption will prevail further, regardless of your spiritual/religious/christianity beliefs. This has been proven time and time again.

#saved #grateful #easter #sunday #hellofriend #hellopo #hellopoetry #happyeaster #heisrisen #poem

Visvod Apr 16

Between Beats

My heart sometimes thumps in a normal pace.
Then confuses itself and loses rhythm.
My chest flutters, my breathing shutters
But I keep living.

What does it mean to exist?
Well quite literally, that your heart persists.

Between the beats, there's a moment of quiet.
Stillness that precedes another thump
or serves as an epilogue to the last one.

I am painfully aware of my heartbeat.
So much that it hurts.
I don't want exercise to speed it up and use up my remaining beats
Nor alcohol to plummet it to a state where it beats no more.

But then I lay in bed at night and listen to the soft thumps in my chest.
And it reminds me of its purpose.
Whether or not it unexpectedly stops one day
or beats till it can't beat any more

I'll do my best to love and nurture this erratic, fickle heart of mine.

Arrythmias are annoying.

#heart #thinking #night #fear #grateful #love #care #time #death #human

Sherri Woodman Apr 13

The Ocean In Me

There is an ocean deep inside of me

and lately I've gone deep sea diving

I'm doing a little bit of self-reflection

Making sure I'm headed in the right direction

Trusting my intuition, no second guess

It's working pretty well, no problems yet

Walking in the path that's right for me

Standing tall in the face of adversity

Saying what I believe is the real truth
Even if it's not hitting your sweet
tooth

Hold my head up & walk through the crowd

This is me being me, me being proud

I just wrote this. It's how I feel today. Peaceful. Let Go, Let God.

#proud #broken #attitude #peace #selflove #happy #grateful #thankful

Joss Lennox Apr 10

Grateful To Be Here

there's progress in the small steps
there's learning in the calm
and I'm just grateful to be here
learning from you all
❤️

You all inspire me so much with how well and thought out your writing is, thank you!

#grateful #learning #sameness #poetry #quotes #thankyou #community

Berrin Yakar Apr 4

Thank You

Thank you,
To us, to all...
To everything made us cry...

To him, to her...
To whoever it is, stinging our hearts—
Creating tortured stars.

Everyone steps ahead,
Us—
Left behind, love-shaped scars.

It's National Poetry Month (even though I'm not from America) just a celebration post for my fellow poets, you truly are one of a kind.

#poets #celebration #grateful #love #art

Joss Lennox Mar 31

Nevertheless, She Persisted

I think I had a thought once,
not sure where it went

I think I had a choice,
before their automatic consent

I think I had a body,
until it was covered under a glass ceiling of intersectionality,
disguised as empowerment & healing

I think I had ambitions,
but I wasn't allowed to share them f r e e l y

I think I had a story,
which included originality, not mass produced 'bots

I think I think a lot,
it's okay though, only when it helps with the plot

I think I had a life,
built on standards of equality, for all to prevail

I think I was The Foreman,
who settled on being the female

thoughts from a feminine point of view, as a mother who's willingly put her own goals on hold to help with raising a family. also can be perceived from a feminist point of view for women's equality in the world.

#female #equality #oneness #sameness #poetry #grateful #woman #feminism #love #dreams

Taylor Allyn Mar 18

THE AUDACITY OF STILL BEING HERE

I have died a thousand times.

In the silence of rooms where I learned to make myself smaller.
In the hands of men who only held me in the dark.
In the mirror, where I spent years trying to love something I was taught to hate.

I have buried myself in the spaces between other people’s comfort.
Lowered my voice so they wouldn’t flinch.
Made my body easy to leave so no one had to carry the weight of me.

I have been a funeral no one attended.

And yet—
I wake up.
Every day, I wake up.

Breathe in. Breathe out.
Move through a world that never made space for me,
but take up space anyway.

I am not supposed to be here.
I was supposed to break,
supposed to fold,
supposed to be a name they only whispered in past tense.

But here I am.
A mouth that still speaks.
A body that still moves.
A breath that still fills the room.

I have died a thousand times.
And still—

I am here.

And ain’t that something?

Audacity, Still Here, Alive, Weight

#audacity #alive #grateful #weight