A Thoughtful Poetry Blog
the tree, the tree called out to me not out loud but quietly please, please come here, it said your hungry soul must be fed there’s nourishment inside me to fill your emptiness so just be still vitality moves through my trunk and leaves touch me now for your soul grieves close your eyes breathe, be calm absorb my energy’s healing balm
i’m not good at friendship but we became friends i’m not good at being reciprocal but i tried i’m not sure why but i don’t need people like they need me you thought you knew me but you never broke the surface because i go deep and i know myself well enough to know you couldn’t dive that deep so, i didn’t take you there we stayed on the surface so you could be comfortable there was something about me that made you uneasy i could tell sometimes, i wondered if you thought my depths were dark, they’re not there’s light down there it can be white-hot, brilliant, blinding, and hard for me to hold it isn’t mine though i’m just its keeper i wanted to show you but not any occasion would do definitely not in casual conversation or with others around it’s too sacred and you were never ready to see i moved away you moved on and i’ll always be sad i couldn’t show you the light
what a gift you are! the world couldn’t wait to unwrap you because it has never had anyone exactly like you
find your reflection make your cheesiest grin then, look up at the ceiling and just start to spin when you fall down after a spin or two you’ll laugh just enough to forget you were blue
in the womb of religion i'm weightless awash in the fluid of another’s imagination i’m birthed warm and comfortable tightly swaddled in a cozy blanket of tales voices echo around me soothing my infant soul into quiet dependency rock-a-bye, don’t think rock-a-bye, it’s real you’re a broken human only we can heal in the arms of religion deeply i sleep my eyes heavy my childlike soul trusting, believing, vulnerable i tell myself i want to be in this embrace forever rock-a-bye, don’t stir rock-a-bye, don’t see we will decide what you should be i hear another voice not without, but within there is no echo it’s quiet and clear foreign yet familiar i sink within myself to listen wake up, you must think let go of the zeal it isn’t true what they’ve told you is real i’m afraid i feel myself waking i grasp for the comfort the warmth the familiar . . . gone my eyes blink open it’s bright i stand alone and wonder as if for the first time who am i? where am i? what am i? i hear the voice again, my voice now that you’ve stirred now that you see you must decide what you will be
have you made friends with your body? what exercise does it like? what food fuels it best? what energizes it and relaxes it? can it stretch? can it run? can it dance? oh, you’re not sure well, friend, if you don’t mind my saying . . . you are still breathing so it’s not too late to discover what an amazing friend your body can be
over and over, again and again i’m misunderstood and it’s hard because the repetition makes it easy for me to believe that something is very wrong with me maybe god crossed the wires maybe i’ve got bad genes maybe i’ll never amount to anything of value to anyone maybe, i don’t matter . . . the thoughts hurt they cut and sever my ability to accept myself as i am i hope someday i’ll find the strength to rewire my brain to produce thoughts strong enough to save me from a lifetime of being misunderstood
allow me to open the door to me nice and wide for you to see that though we’re different as can be vulnerability will be the key for you and i to become a we
i never knew you as i might have if you’d been there but i don’t blame you for not knowing how your choices would ripple down and affect my life because nobody tells you that so, i forgive you and i hope that my children and my children’s children will forgive me too
every morning the sun whispers as it warmly kisses your skin: “wake up beloved human, here’s another chance to begin" "i will never give up on you i shine for you each day i’m your biggest supporter consistency is my way" so, when you think you’ve lost your chance and opportunities seem so few feel my light touching your skin and remember you can start anew”