By the Window
Objects in the mirror are closer than they appear.
Sitting by the window is a blessing
At least it is much less of a trauma.
In one glance everything is still.
At closer examination..
We see the vibrations
The leaves are tingling.
The clouds move in an ensemble.
The sky is a breathing backdrop.
Aren't we humans the same?
At first glance
We are labels
Short, fat, black, white
A closer examination reveals
We've are very much alive
Very much alike
Hope to be truly liked
Truly loved
Truly appreciated
Truly described
Truly alive
Complete in our own patterns
Flaws, failures, desires, needs
If only we could receive the blessing of sitting by the window of our own lives....
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Shayfe Shiphrah
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Is The Load I Carry
“You can’t skip chapters that’s not how life works. You have to read every line meet every character. You will not enjoy all of it. Hell, some chapters will make you cry for weeks. You will read things you don’t want to read, you will have moments where you don’t want the pages to end. But you have to keep going. Stories keep the world revolving. Live yours, don’t miss out.”(Pillow Thoughts II). Life is like a book. Some chapters are sad, some are happy and some are exciting, but if you never turn the page, you will never know what the next chapter has in store for you. Treat me like your favorite book. And stroke my spine delicately. Remember my tiny details. And all your favorite parts. Read me again and again and fall in love with my story. I will not lose my worth in a spirit of a curse. I’m not afraid to break free from this pathetic message in the bottom of a weary verse. I’m tired of trying, it’s time to reverse.
By Tracie Sperling2 days ago in Poets
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