I have spent so much energy, time and money
avoiding pain not realizing that it is a gift its own reward only earned by enduring it securing it surrender work effort sacrifice. Can’t get it just by sitting watching resting talking. But I can earn it by listening abiding patience. The crime is not taking time pain is earned with time spent with the climb into someone’s tortured heart. Pain must not be spurned it must be earned.
This feeling that I’m feeling
Is like a hole Or a sore spot that I keep poking Or a memory that I reflexively bring up Again and again. It feels like a disability today I can’t be a normal human today I will take one day to honour what we had, grieve the loss (again), note the closure, and, hopefully - rise stronger and move forward.
This place is an oasis
in the midst of loneliness. How could I be so lonely while wrapped in your embrace?
For the poets on HePo
I would take to the lake.
Try to clear my head. Think. My boy, he liked coral pink. And oh did his heart sink. I took to the lake. Oceans were too far away. We shifted and we swayed. Not today. Couldn't stay.
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