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    Rock-a-bye, Baby

    I know no other way the weight of his absence presses aching...waiting... begging for his return as nights close in shadow draping me in yearning the remembrance nearly blistering moments of fierce and desperate thundering of twin beats throb piercing me and I cannot...will not...forget saturation a constant as darkness falls summoning...

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  • She turns 30

    Wake up to a face
    Your face
    The current face
    Not the face you remember

    Memory can distort reality
    Reality is a bucket of ice water
    Even the eyes change
    Once showed hope is now resigned

    Truth is
    It is not the face that is disheartening
    It is the day
    That states you are no longer spring flower but an autumn…Read More

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    She turns 30

    Wake up to a face Your face The current face Not the face you remember   Memory can distort reality Reality is a bucket of ice water Even the eyes change Once showed hope is now resigned   Truth is It is not the face that is disheartening It is the...

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    • hello beautiful Fia I’m glad I no longer get gazes I wrote a poem about that I’m waiting to post it…it’s titled invisible…I don’t feel old even though I’m fifty six and the world wants to tell me I’m old…no she is not old just no longer a teen… great write ❤️

    • This is a great write.
      The reality is we all age. It’s not so bad.
      But realizing that comes with wisdom and learning to embrace the life you’ve lived and where you are mentally.
      I’m happy at 51. You couldn’t pay me to be in my thirties.
      Hell no. Hahaha

    • Powerfully penned, Fia. Excellent write that we can all relate to my friend. I’m happy where I am, don’t wanna go back in time. lol. Nicely done. Appreciate you, Cuz.

      Damian

    • You have touched upon a very important topic with your beautiful and meaningful poem, dear Fià. Unfortunately, our Western society is obsessed with a cult of youth. In other cultures, by contrast, older people are more likely to be associated with wisdom and life experience. Fortunately, the ‘army’ of women who are not buying into this youth cult based on outward appearances is growing larger and larger. We only age in years, but we mature in terms of our life experience and our wisdom; our faces reflect the beauty of a life well-lived.
      ​Here’s to us older women!

    • My sister casually announces she’s fat from time to time and she’s smaller than me. Throws the brain when someone declares themselves to be in a deficit but they still have more than you. I find it funny that I’m actually more content with my aging than I was in my youth. Guess it’s what we take from the life we live. Good write, Fia

      • What got me is the announcement of I’m old. Not a grey hair, laugh lines nothing. Me being me I said I must be decerped. lol
        She caught on. But damn. Thank you Willow

  • Heave Silence

    words recede
    when darkness settles
    and sound is heard only at the edges
    muffled though they be…
    silent sobs and absolute grief
    louder in my senses
    than gunshots and shouts of jubilation
    because we all know where hate takes us
    but only some will see it
    guess it’s only visible…
    from the barrel end of a gun
    to…Read More

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    • It sounds like moment of redemption. The darkness seems to have control it all.

      It talks about gunshots, shouts of jubilation over hate, and staying “triggered.” It’s that “eye for an eye” energy where the fight never ends because everyone is “just warming up” to hurt each other back.

      • The only way to fight hate is with love and compassion. Standing together in the face of adversity and having each other’s back.

        • Yes exactly… With love always to defeat against the darkness that will not win. Good write keep it up .

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    Heavy Silence

    words recede when darkness settles and sound is heard only at the edges muffled though they be... silent sobs and absolute grief louder in my senses than gunshots and shouts of jubilation because we all know where hate takes us but only some will see it guess it's...

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    • The title sums it up. We all know where hate takes us. We do and some try their best to stay away from it and others well…

      • Others seem to relish it. Does make me wonder what deficit is within them that they think they need to fill it with hate. Thank you, Fia 😊

    • Daddy taught me how to shoot because he said it was important to know how to protect myself if I ever needed to. He also said the first thing I needed to know was that if I’m not going to be able to use it, it will be used against me so I should probably never get one. I’ve stuck by that philosophy since that day. Thank you, Brenda 🧡

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