This weeks poems

This weeks poems hurt a little to write..that is how I know they are good. They always hurt a little when you are being true to something honest. “It has to hurt, if it’s to heal” I shy away from revealing to much, too deeply. I have scars I need to share, but fear the [...]

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The light bringer

I am broken,
and not worthy of such light
at least I always felt it was so.
my soul tarnished,
by hands that hurt
selfishly,
is one any less broken,
when it is someone else who does the breaking?
there are those that carry light
about them
and the broken ones know them
for what they really are.
they are kindness,
they are souls with love,
and gentleness,
they are [...]

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pause to see truth

I was startled by his words
he said them almost,
matter-of-factly
“sometimes men, they come and steal the children to use for sex”
It made my gut clench
to realize,
my problems
small,
small,
very, very small
this man,
so use to violence
that is stated
hollowly, as if often visited and poked
it is this that reveals most
the endless waves
of pain
he suffers
when a soul is unable to cry [...]

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Tilted

I have a tilted view
of the world
I see it
as if I have been given
brand new eyes
With which to see
the frailness of being
the valor of small things
doing big work.
I define success
by how you feel just before
falling into sleep
for that is when you cannot hide
that is when truth sings
or moans.
Life is so much more
when we pause in place [...]

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