Once
words took root
in darkness
Now
light floods
My being,
But,
like
spent brass
Missing
the spark’s
darkness
of
inspiration
deep
within
My soul
turning out
phrases
dulled
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Posted in Poetry, tagged Absence, Loss, Opposition, Past on January 16, 2025| Leave a Comment »
Once
words took root
in darkness
Now
light floods
My being,
But,
like
spent brass
Missing
the spark’s
darkness
of
inspiration
deep
within
My soul
turning out
phrases
dulled
©tales0397
Copyright © 2025
Fairytales0397. All rights reserved.
Posted in Poetry, tagged Courage, Noise, Past, Recovery on January 15, 2025| Leave a Comment »
A
River
Slowly
Bending
Stone,
Washes
Us
Clean
Of
Old
Doubts,
Reminding
Us
We
Stand
In
Both
Light
And
Remembrance
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Fairytales0397. All rights reserved.
Posted in My Thoughts, tagged Friends, Loss, Past, Recovery on February 17, 2015| Leave a Comment »
Posted in Poetry, tagged Family, Pain, Past, Time on August 31, 2012| 1 Comment »
Emptiness
Haunts
and
reminds
of
lost
Sensations;
anguish,
longing
for
Buried
Time,
Ending
up
in
Foreign
Places
Yearning
16
Sheets
Shimmer
On
Subjects
Stuck
In
Time,
Over-read
Under-understood;
Blamed
For
Progress,
Blamed
For
Failure,
The
Other
Yawps:
Show me