Month: September 2019
Daily Haiku – Tue. September 17, 2019 – Poetry For Healing
Senryu Closeness to nature can soothe my broken spirit and heal open wounds Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Source: Daily Haiku – Tue. September 17, 2019 – Poetry For Healing
Today’s Quote
Each day move to a refreshing and renewing place within,
a place where you are in silence, solitude,
and wrapped in gratitude.
~ Robert J. Wicks ~
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Use me
Think of me
as a poet
a priest
a professor
Think of me
as a stranger
a shaman
a sorcerer
Think of me
as a doctor
a dancer
a Dominant.
Use me
as the fantasy
who makes you blush
part your thighs
and arch your back
when you are alone.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Not new, but you might use me.
Art by John Silver
QUESTION (a poem)
does every question have an answer?
life is full of questions
and not so many answers:
and for every question i ask
ten more spring into being
but the answers remain in place
waiting to see the light of day
yet the light of day only reveals
itself to those who listen closely
to the questions that haunt us
and drag us deeper into madness
hope within the storm
like a smile
or a memory
put in my pocket
thoughts of her
keep me warm
hope within
the storm
she wraps her hurricane
around
Strangled life
Be with me even on those times of life,
when I can’t find the words to tell you, why I am hurting
A gentle hug and your warm presence
on those cold moments of life heal me
I am an abandoned home,
I just need someone to fill the void
and I can smile once again
I am happy with you
I have always been a depressing human
and this squeeze the life out of my soul into sadness
and, the worst is I can’t tell you, I lack the words to express my feelings
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Stratosphere I
“Could you tell how much I feared
I would hurt you?”
I remember flying in your stratosphere, riding the high that was you. Your eyes. Everything about you screamed to me, “He’s too good for you,” or, “How could I ever be enough?” But the worst was, “I’ll ruin him.”
Though I wasn’t sure why those thoughts hit me in those perfect moments we shared, but they were there, lurking beneath the surface of my eyes.
Could you see it? Could you tell how much I feared I would hurt you?
© Sarah Doughty
2017
The thought of hurting you
was more than I could bear.
Read part two here.
LUCID BEING🎋
Prayers #Poetry #Journey
There is nothing more
That I’d want
Than your healing
Body, mind and soul
© 2019 Jason A. Muckley
