Category: Free Verse

ritual of release

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Every night,
once the sun has disappeared from the sky
granting space for darkness to expand
I free my body from clothing,
step beneath falling water.

Lights dim,
air moistening and heating,
steam rising as the water falls,
I release.

Wash away the thoughts,
the anxieties, celebrations,
feel them fall away
watch them swirl down the drain.
Sense the new, fertile ground
for new life to bloom from,
within, underneath, skin.

Stand beneath the falling water
eyes closed,
ritual of release.

leave behind perfection

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Giving excess attention
to details minute
diverts energy away from the purposeful
keeping me stuck in a place
I cannot move.

There are times, like these,
where the details do not matter.
Action matters.

Leave behind perfection:
do
act
move
as a bird released from the cage.

accidents can be beautiful

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An accidental, yet dramatic, spill
of water across the floor, the couch,
most of the living room, really,
included pages of notebooks.

Faint stains of pink and purple
enhancing the flavor of tap water
paint over the blank canvases of pages
seemingly waiting, longing, for color.

Pages adorn new textures from the places
wet, then dried.
A crunching sound with every flip
refusing to lay flat,
forever changed.
Does a blank page even exist?

Gift an accident the opportunity to be beautiful.

a worthy journey

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Steps small, steps slow,
are still steps taken,
progress,
no matter their direction.

Even if no one else is watching,
knows your destination
or knows the space you’ve traveled,
you do.
You know.

The journey is long, and slow,
and relies on you to find, and lead, the way.

A worthy journey,
a transformative journey,
to love.

spend time with me

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My inner self calls out to me
from deep within the walls of skin.
She yearns to spend time with me
for she feels ignored, forgotten,
unappreciated.

“Come spend time with me.
Let me show you who I really am
and what I need from you.
We have potential to unite as one;
we don’t need to do this alone.

I know how to access
all you’re looking for.
I know these depths within better than you,
everything is already here.
Let me be your guide.”

To see,
to know,
to understand,
is to love:
to love myself.

play. challenge. try again.

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Why are you drowning in the worry,
in the anxiety,
of trying again?
You are a different person now
than when you tried it before.

You fear breaking the rules
that only exist
because you placed them upon yourself.
Let them go.
Take the rug and shake it out the back door
watch those dusty, useless rules
scatter into the wild, outdoor air
and settle somewhere else.

Be in this life to play, to create,
to challenge.
Be in this life to follow the beat
of your own heart
and sing her song.

whispered requests for love

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Look down at your hands,
see the redness exposed in the deep layers of skin
underneath the outer.
The outer layers are gone.
The deeper skin, vulnerable;
often hidden away and protected
now can breathe its own air.
Feel the tenderness of each fingertip,
listen to their whispering requests for love.

How many other facets of the body
also whisper requests for love to you,
staying hidden in the deep, base layers
of who you are?
Though hidden from eyesight,
can you feel them?
Travel through the body with breath and presence
to locate and hear the whispers.

Rest now, dear one.
Skin and tissue will regenerate with time, and love.
Praise the sacrifices your body gifts,
praise its commitment to your life.
Rest now.

the energy of a different wind

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Upon receiving external validation
for my thoughts,
for my behavior,
for my existence,
a new wind gusts into my sails.

Fresh momentum to fuel my journey
across the ocean,
a newfound confidence
swims up to the surface
assuring me of an accurate voyage.

I learned to feel it
I learned to seek it
I learned to wait for it.

Trusting the energy
of a different wind
take time.