“Worth” (Poem) Word of The Day Challenge – River — Beckie’s Mental Mess

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“Worth” (Poem) return to me, my love and beloved without you here I belong to the obscurity of shadows, deep, dark and, weighted down. I’m a prisoner held captive, chained and bound, sinking within the depths of the roaring river rapids. I fight not to drown but to stay afloat, with hopes of reaching the shores […]

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Cleansing

Clouds 
dark
foreboding

Fat 
and heavy with rain

Thunder 
rumbles a threat

Deep inside
my chest 

Electricity
in my marrow 

A scream 
of lightening 
sets the sky 
ablaze 

Eyes turn 
to the heavens

The sky 
weeps tears 

Engorged sky 
spills over
salty and hot

Pray for 
cleansing
 
Deliverance 

A torrent
washes over me


Copyrighht (C) 2019 Penny Wilson

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~💚~ Welcome to Mental Mingling ~💚~ Mental Health Awareness Month Meet & Greet! #1 May 3, 2019 💚 — Beckie’s Mental Mess

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Hello! Welcome to “Mental Mingling” The first out of five weeks where you get to meet old and new bloggers alike in the mental health community. I had started this a year ago, and I found that it was a great resource to all bloggers that deal with mental illness/disorders to meet one another, learn […]

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The Stars Come Home — Stephanie Bennett-Henry

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Woman, made of spine, rooted deep where flowers grow, despite secrets long buried in the soil where ancestors died, holding their last breath like one last chance. Woman, made of strength where one tree started alone, branched out with hands reaching, holding, bending, to welcome the others to evolve and rupture into a forest that […]

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Wings — Brave & Reckless

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some days i am a newborn dove fragile wild-eyed innocent wet, delicate wings untested trembling heart beating rapidly as i teeter at the edge of the nest dangerously close to oblivion other days I am dragon ancient patient jaded by humanity before me thick scales offering impenetrable protection of guarded soul fire rumbling deep in […]

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Shade of My Sisters #writephoto

Lush and cool,
my bed this morn. 

The springing forth of new life
surrounds me. 

I am comforted
in it’s embrace. 

The coming night
holds no fear. 

For I am surrounded
by the Children of Earth,
and in the Shade of My Sisters. 

Copyright © 2019 Penny Wilson

*This is in response to Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt, #writephoto.  If you would like to be part of the fun, you can find out all about it HERE. 

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Gravity

The energy it takes
to pull my feet from this earth
seems insurmountable. 

Each step
burdensome
cumbersome
massive. 

I lift my head
seeing the sunlight
breaking through the darkness ahead. 

Just a sliver. 

Hope. 

I advance
determined to reach
the cloudless space.

A deep breath. 

My conviction
wavering.

Fragments are found
somewhere deep inside.

Another step.

A small victory.

Another step.

I feel warmth
coming from the light.

One last step... 

Triumph. 

Copyright (C) 2019 Penny Wilson

Image by intographics from Pixabay

*All is well, my friends.  This post started out as something very dark but turned around for me. (I never know the path my muse will take.)  I think it says that the light IS peeking through for me.  As always, thank you for joining me on this journey. ❤ Penny

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