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Carrie Partain Jul 2019
unwelcome resident

   methodical thief
    
        stealing health

            leaving victims

                 silently suffering

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                  struggling to shoulder

                     optimism's burden

                       while future taps

                       an impatient foot
I wrote this in my fourth year of living with MS.
Flowers ever rise
Come the dawning of the day.
Skyward though they strive
They are plucked and thrown away.

The festival of life
Welcomes chaos to the fray;
Yet flowers ever rise
Come the dawning of the day.
OC Jun 2019
The first step is the hardest
the second, harder still
    a steeper step, I follow through
    my world, it seems, is built askew
     my goal, to clime that hill

     Yet not all treads are equal
        some forward
    some reverse
    a trail is nowhere to be found
  its easier to turn around
the valley ground, a curse

But patience is a virtue
  persistence is a key
   surmounting mountains is a must
   when voices urge within each gust
   escape, and you go free

     Those winds, they carry forward
         and inching steps amass
      a lifetime spent inside a ditch
            and suddenly the trough is breached
                     I reach the top at last

                     But legs, they know just walking
                     not how to stand and cheer
                    inertia pull, and I comply
                    across, and to the other side
                 it’s all downhill from here
Sixth installment of the series of poems inspired by physics (see first poem in the series for explanation).
For further reading: http://physics.gu.se/~frtbm/joomla/media/mydocs/LennartSjogren/kap8.pdf (Section 8.2, you can get the feel without delving into the math)

Thoughts and comments are welcome
Marla Apr 2019
You think the world hates you.
The current always pushing,
The worms always digging,
And the fisherman taking your friends.

But the world thinks nothing of you.
Because you're an oyster
In a sea of oysters
And nobody can see what's inside.
It could be a pile of dirt
Or the sea's prettiest pearl.

So you can wait your whole life
Expecting someone to come
And crack you open
Or you can find your own light
Make your way to shore
And bide your time outside the ocean.
Miss Luna May 2019
I thought I met the one.
That one you want to love
for the rest of your life,
that one
you would never change
with anyone else.
I thought I met the one.
That one who is able to love you
despite everything.

I know I met the one
I'll never be able
to forget.
Miss Luna May 2019
In a long distance relationship
all you need to have
is faith,
persistence,
the strength to say goodbye
even when you don't want to,
even if the other one
has never meant to say
goodbye.
You need to be able to say
goodbye -
even if
you want to spend
the rest of your life together,
you must
say Goodbye.
Nolan Willett Apr 2019
Show the world you’re happy and revel in its enmity
Leo Janowick Apr 2019
Laugh in the face of melancholy,
Stand beneath pouring rain.
Overcome past folly,
So as to remain.
Learn to embrace yourself;
Then you can help others.
In the shoes of someone else,
The thoughts you’d gather.
If time is as they say,
We may even change,
Yesterday.
Origami time... rearrange,
My paradigm.
Shift my thoughts and actions,
To something more sublime.
Equal and opposite reactions,
Newton-ion example.
We have finite time,
But it is ample.
Doesn’t give peace of mind,
Simply a mystery of existence.
There is no rewind,
Just an opportunity for persistence.
Try to grow,
Help others.
Inside you know,
We need each other.
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