Poems About Healing Seeking Friendly Advice
#healing
Poems about healing seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Porcelain
How much I love
To dance around
The yeasty smelling kitchen
Bandana in hair
Flour on my cheeks
Smile lines
My singing imprinted in the dough
Red Hot Chili Peppers
Flowing around my body
Into my ears
Out my mouth
Crisp moss smells
And rose
Musk
From the candle flickering
I am so
Peaceful
To dance around
The yeasty smelling kitchen
Bandana in hair
Flour on my cheeks
Smile lines
My singing imprinted in the dough
Red Hot Chili Peppers
Flowing around my body
Into my ears
Out my mouth
Crisp moss smells
And rose
Musk
From the candle flickering
I am so
Peaceful
#healing
#peace
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The Horses
guided by sounds
i enter a state of
deep relaxation
the song swells
takes me over
makes me see
healing horses
galloping & free
envision it's me
after the session
talking over tea
i told her about
what it did to me
visions that came
she saw them too
galloping horses
it made us smile
i'm so grateful for
the beauty of our
bond, and how we
connect energetically
i enter a state of
deep relaxation
the song swells
takes me over
makes me see
healing horses
galloping & free
envision it's me
after the session
talking over tea
i told her about
what it did to me
visions that came
she saw them too
galloping horses
it made us smile
i'm so grateful for
the beauty of our
bond, and how we
connect energetically
#healing
#horses
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Heart once shattered
I talked to you again
For the first time in months
I asked you how you've been
I enjoyed catching up
You told me you're glad I'm happy
You said that's all that matters
I so badly wanted to tell you how much I miss you
But I couldn't
I want to tell you I love you
But I shouldn't
You said that my happiness is all that matters
If you truly felt that way
why is my heart shattered?
I'm trying to understand why suddenly I matter
When you didn't even flinch as my heart shattered
How am I...
For the first time in months
I asked you how you've been
I enjoyed catching up
You told me you're glad I'm happy
You said that's all that matters
I so badly wanted to tell you how much I miss you
But I couldn't
I want to tell you I love you
But I shouldn't
You said that my happiness is all that matters
If you truly felt that way
why is my heart shattered?
I'm trying to understand why suddenly I matter
When you didn't even flinch as my heart shattered
How am I...
#healing
#heartbroken
#hope
#love
#redemption
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Drum Beats
while the energy
transmission is
still in process
african beats
fill my house
grounding me
connect me to
my innate roots
until they deeply
vibrate inside me
tingling feelings
start at my feet
my hands until
they fill my body
with sensations
coming in waves
i let go of myself
let the beats take
me over deep into
the wind and trees
the forest the leaves
energy of the elements
transmission is
still in process
african beats
fill my house
grounding me
connect me to
my innate roots
until they deeply
vibrate inside me
tingling feelings
start at my feet
my hands until
they fill my body
with sensations
coming in waves
i let go of myself
let the beats take
me over deep into
the wind and trees
the forest the leaves
energy of the elements
#healing
#nature
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Body Work
the scent of sage
leaves enchant
my room while
shamanic beats
& sound bowls
calm my body
feels like i'm in
a tibetan temple
She works her
magic energy
transmissions
chakras open
vibrations flow
crown to pelvis
deeply feels like
i'm coming home ...
leaves enchant
my room while
shamanic beats
& sound bowls
calm my body
feels like i'm in
a tibetan temple
She works her
magic energy
transmissions
chakras open
vibrations flow
crown to pelvis
deeply feels like
i'm coming home ...
#healing
#hope
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Unravel
Undo the threads.
Undo the sheets.
Unravel the mystery, the world makes of me.
Undo this awkward
Undo this quiet
Unravel this skin, traveling the depths, to find where the real me begins.
Undo the weird
Undo the stares
Unravel the shy, until you've found the real guy.
Undo the clever.
Undo the gift.
Unravel the smarts, tell him, to make something of his art.
..... And after finding him, remind him, he's pretty cool, & has a part to play in this crazy world, but he's got to play, if he's going to...
Undo the sheets.
Unravel the mystery, the world makes of me.
Undo this awkward
Undo this quiet
Unravel this skin, traveling the depths, to find where the real me begins.
Undo the weird
Undo the stares
Unravel the shy, until you've found the real guy.
Undo the clever.
Undo the gift.
Unravel the smarts, tell him, to make something of his art.
..... And after finding him, remind him, he's pretty cool, & has a part to play in this crazy world, but he's got to play, if he's going to...
#acceptance
#dreams
#escape
#happiness
#healing
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On seeking wholeness in a hammock
the guilt that gnaws
the lessons learned
old wounds opened
new scars earned
grief gently bleaches
as sun peeks ‘round trees
loss ripens to gratitude
through tender breeze
the bygones are past
so receive what is real
not all things can last
but all can heal
.
the lessons learned
old wounds opened
new scars earned
grief gently bleaches
as sun peeks ‘round trees
loss ripens to gratitude
through tender breeze
the bygones are past
so receive what is real
not all things can last
but all can heal
.
#acceptance
#healing
#MovingOn
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Heal
Heal
I thought about something yesterday. I imagined a situation in which someone's bad mouthing me on my YouTube channel and me coming up with a defense. I do this a lot. Imagining scenarios that don't exist yet. I'm
secretly worried about being found to be a fake and a fraud.
I imagine myself saying that I want everyone to find happiness and self-worth. Even the “bad people.” Even the people who personally took my soul and threw it in the garbage.
To me, anyone with the right circumstances has that capability. I have thought about that often. Because I...
I thought about something yesterday. I imagined a situation in which someone's bad mouthing me on my YouTube channel and me coming up with a defense. I do this a lot. Imagining scenarios that don't exist yet. I'm
secretly worried about being found to be a fake and a fraud.
I imagine myself saying that I want everyone to find happiness and self-worth. Even the “bad people.” Even the people who personally took my soul and threw it in the garbage.
To me, anyone with the right circumstances has that capability. I have thought about that often. Because I...
#healing
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Tactual Healing
All my words of disappointment
in varying degrees of sarcasm,
anger, and occasional compassion
have been allowed to slip
in and out of my grey matter
but never end up on paper
I've preferred to spend my time
measuring, cutting, and constructing things
while poetry lives fast and dies young
in the confines of my head
I don't know if that's some sort of irony
but it certainly feels like it is
in varying degrees of sarcasm,
anger, and occasional compassion
have been allowed to slip
in and out of my grey matter
but never end up on paper
I've preferred to spend my time
measuring, cutting, and constructing things
while poetry lives fast and dies young
in the confines of my head
I don't know if that's some sort of irony
but it certainly feels like it is
#healing
#WritingPoetry
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Finis Patior
Finis Patior’
Roughly meaning “I suffer the end”.
Nostalgia for a fresh wound.
I feel it as I sign my name in the corner of my artwork.
In the drive home from a day with friends.
In the credits after a movie.
In goodbyes.
In dial tones.
In freshly torn presents.
In a dream faded to obscurity.
In the epilogues of books.
In the bows after a play or musical.
The rush of realization,
That it’s over.
An empty space left within me.
A vacancy that throbs and fills with blood.
It exists...
Roughly meaning “I suffer the end”.
Nostalgia for a fresh wound.
I feel it as I sign my name in the corner of my artwork.
In the drive home from a day with friends.
In the credits after a movie.
In goodbyes.
In dial tones.
In freshly torn presents.
In a dream faded to obscurity.
In the epilogues of books.
In the bows after a play or musical.
The rush of realization,
That it’s over.
An empty space left within me.
A vacancy that throbs and fills with blood.
It exists...
#bittersweet
#healing
#MovingOn
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A Scribner’s Tale
A Scribner’s Tale
Brooke says, “John when you told me about those bitches from the previous agency who took the belt to you, I cried for you. Just thinking of what that tough leather on your soft bottom must have felt like made me wince. John, know that I will never try to force you into a career mold by brute force.”
“Like their namesake flower, those belladonnas enticed me with beauty whose touch was poison.”
“What drove them to such cruel measures?”
“They felt like I discredited their program by turning down their job offers which were pathetic for...
Brooke says, “John when you told me about those bitches from the previous agency who took the belt to you, I cried for you. Just thinking of what that tough leather on your soft bottom must have felt like made me wince. John, know that I will never try to force you into a career mold by brute force.”
“Like their namesake flower, those belladonnas enticed me with beauty whose touch was poison.”
“What drove them to such cruel measures?”
“They felt like I discredited their program by turning down their job offers which were pathetic for...
#BDSM
#erotic
#healing
#love
#sensual
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Worth Dying For
I stand on the shoreline at dusk
The ocean waves are turbulent, and bite at my bare skin
As the horizon steadily changes to a soft orange pink
My body is in one place and my soul is in another
Slowly, I lift my foot and let it hover over the water
For even the faintest hope of reunion and reconciliation
Is worth dying for.
The ocean waves are turbulent, and bite at my bare skin
As the horizon steadily changes to a soft orange pink
My body is in one place and my soul is in another
Slowly, I lift my foot and let it hover over the water
For even the faintest hope of reunion and reconciliation
Is worth dying for.
#acceptance
#escape
#healing
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