Inspirational Published by Members Recently Online Poems
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inspirational published by members recently online poems.
Yearning for Ordinary
In the warm cocoon of my room,
drifting to the rains nourishing patter.
The mountainous decisions
seem just a tiny bit flatter.
The gales of gloom
cannot shiver hope's bloom.
Agony's apocalypse.
Had a sky of bliss.
I awoke to a butter yellow ray
illuminating the shade.
Gratitude grasps my mind today.
When it's ordinary, we yearn for extraordinary.
And in angst,
we desperately yearn for ordinary.
drifting to the rains nourishing patter.
The mountainous decisions
seem just a tiny bit flatter.
The gales of gloom
cannot shiver hope's bloom.
Agony's apocalypse.
Had a sky of bliss.
I awoke to a butter yellow ray
illuminating the shade.
Gratitude grasps my mind today.
When it's ordinary, we yearn for extraordinary.
And in angst,
we desperately yearn for ordinary.
#gratitude
#hope
#inspirational
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Yearning for Ordinary
In the warm cocoon of my room,
drifting to the rains nourishing patter.
The mountainous decisions
seem just a tiny bit flatter.
The gales of gloom
cannot shiver hope's bloom.
Agony's apocalypse.
Had a sky of bliss.
I awoke to a butter yellow ray
illuminating the shade.
Gratitude grasps my mind today.
When it's ordinary, we yearn for extraordinary.
And in angst,
we desperately yearn for ordinary.
drifting to the rains nourishing patter.
The mountainous decisions
seem just a tiny bit flatter.
The gales of gloom
cannot shiver hope's bloom.
Agony's apocalypse.
Had a sky of bliss.
I awoke to a butter yellow ray
illuminating the shade.
Gratitude grasps my mind today.
When it's ordinary, we yearn for extraordinary.
And in angst,
we desperately yearn for ordinary.
#gratitude
#hope
#inspirational
232 reads
21 Comments
Yearning for Ordinary
In the warm cocoon of my room,
drifting to the rains nourishing patter.
The mountainous decisions
seem just a tiny bit flatter.
The gales of gloom
cannot shiver hope's bloom.
Agony's apocalypse.
Had a sky of bliss.
I awoke to a butter yellow ray
illuminating the shade.
Gratitude grasps my mind today.
When it's ordinary, we yearn for extraordinary.
And in angst,
we desperately yearn for ordinary.
drifting to the rains nourishing patter.
The mountainous decisions
seem just a tiny bit flatter.
The gales of gloom
cannot shiver hope's bloom.
Agony's apocalypse.
Had a sky of bliss.
I awoke to a butter yellow ray
illuminating the shade.
Gratitude grasps my mind today.
When it's ordinary, we yearn for extraordinary.
And in angst,
we desperately yearn for ordinary.
#gratitude
#hope
#inspirational
232 reads
21 Comments
“From The Ashes” - My Take
As a Survivor, I can tell you without hesitation there is no such thing as “greater damage” or “worse pain.” If you are a Survivor, your experience, or a series of events, was painful enough to damage you in unimaginable ways. I don’t need to hear what the trauma was, it’s never insignificant if it alters your reality in some measurable fashion. All you need to tell me is“I’m a survivor” and I will know what it means to you. What it means to me. No details required. I’ve also never had another Survivor ask me for the details of my own personal experiences. I don’t waste time comparing notes....
#inspirational
#MentalHealth
#PTSD #TimeHeals
#PTSD #TimeHeals
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“From The Ashes” - My Take
As a Survivor, I can tell you without hesitation there is no such thing as “greater damage” or “worse pain.” If you are a Survivor, your experience, or a series of events, was painful enough to damage you in unimaginable ways. I don’t need to hear what the trauma was, it’s never insignificant if it alters your reality in some measurable fashion. All you need to tell me is“I’m a survivor” and I will know what it means to you. What it means to me. No details required. I’ve also never had another Survivor ask me for the details of my own personal experiences. I don’t waste time comparing notes....
#inspirational
#MentalHealth
#PTSD #TimeHeals
#PTSD #TimeHeals
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“From The Ashes” - My Take
As a Survivor, I can tell you without hesitation there is no such thing as “greater damage” or “worse pain.” If you are a Survivor, your experience, or a series of events, was painful enough to damage you in unimaginable ways. I don’t need to hear what the trauma was, it’s never insignificant if it alters your reality in some measurable fashion. All you need to tell me is“I’m a survivor” and I will know what it means to you. What it means to me. No details required. I’ve also never had another Survivor ask me for the details of my own personal experiences. I don’t waste time comparing notes....
#inspirational
#MentalHealth
#PTSD #TimeHeals
#PTSD #TimeHeals
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9 Comments
“From The Ashes” - My Take
As a Survivor, I can tell you without hesitation there is no such thing as “greater damage” or “worse pain.” If you are a Survivor, your experience, or a series of events, was painful enough to damage you in unimaginable ways. I don’t need to hear what the trauma was, it’s never insignificant if it alters your reality in some measurable fashion. All you need to tell me is“I’m a survivor” and I will know what it means to you. What it means to me. No details required. I’ve also never had another Survivor ask me for the details of my own personal experiences. I don’t waste time comparing notes....
#inspirational
#MentalHealth
#PTSD #TimeHeals
#PTSD #TimeHeals
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Plaid Leaves
"Song me a whisper," sleeveless nature
of plaid leaves in Autumn's basket
worsted memories of yarn unforgotten
and accessories of tied dyed fleece
next to your soft skin
of plaid leaves in Autumn's basket
worsted memories of yarn unforgotten
and accessories of tied dyed fleece
next to your soft skin
#FallingInLove
#inspirational
#nature
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Plaid Leaves
"Song me a whisper," sleeveless nature
of plaid leaves in Autumn's basket
worsted memories of yarn unforgotten
and accessories of tied dyed fleece
next to your soft skin
of plaid leaves in Autumn's basket
worsted memories of yarn unforgotten
and accessories of tied dyed fleece
next to your soft skin
#FallingInLove
#inspirational
#nature
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0 Comments
Plaid Leaves
"Song me a whisper," sleeveless nature
of plaid leaves in Autumn's basket
worsted memories of yarn unforgotten
and accessories of tied dyed fleece
next to your soft skin
of plaid leaves in Autumn's basket
worsted memories of yarn unforgotten
and accessories of tied dyed fleece
next to your soft skin
#FallingInLove
#inspirational
#nature
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0 Comments
Drawn To You...
I feel drawn to you,
Totally drawn by your wild and crazy ways -
Like a painter is to canvas,
Like windows are to curtains,
And a butterfly is to cabbage...
Like boxers are to punching,
A harmer is to cutting,
Hot dogs are to mustard,
And a dog who has his bone.
...Lost souls finding their way home
I need you like a river needs to flow,
A drug addict can't say no -
Like all the best-laid plans,
Like, I'd like to hold your hand.
Yes, I'm totally struck by your 'WOW' factor!
My heart sinks like a hot...
Totally drawn by your wild and crazy ways -
Like a painter is to canvas,
Like windows are to curtains,
And a butterfly is to cabbage...
Like boxers are to punching,
A harmer is to cutting,
Hot dogs are to mustard,
And a dog who has his bone.
...Lost souls finding their way home
I need you like a river needs to flow,
A drug addict can't say no -
Like all the best-laid plans,
Like, I'd like to hold your hand.
Yes, I'm totally struck by your 'WOW' factor!
My heart sinks like a hot...
#inspirational
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Alchemic Nights
By bright meridian quadrature
she bids adieu to lingering billows
as if extinguishing cigarillos
for the burning crime of being impure
in the purity majesterium
where Mother Nature, from her highest perch,
over rules every Earthly church
with the flaxen moonbeam collyrium
in witch hour tincture forevermore
treating a soul's retinal fatigue
by astronomical beauty blitzkrieg
in actinic purification pour...
washing away the troubles of the day
with ataraxia... the lunar way!
she bids adieu to lingering billows
as if extinguishing cigarillos
for the burning crime of being impure
in the purity majesterium
where Mother Nature, from her highest perch,
over rules every Earthly church
with the flaxen moonbeam collyrium
in witch hour tincture forevermore
treating a soul's retinal fatigue
by astronomical beauty blitzkrieg
in actinic purification pour...
washing away the troubles of the day
with ataraxia... the lunar way!
#inspirational
146 reads
6 Comments
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