enough. poem
Enough. Poem by Linda J Wolff... Philosophy & Self-Awareness Poetry, A word-by-word directive on how to learn the pursuit of happiness.
and I leave traces of
myself like carvings
etched in stone and
think it’s enough,
when I can see
beyond a horizon and
know there’s more,
more in knowing
that on the other
side of the sun is
darkness in need of
light and hope.
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Linda J. Wolff [ WolffPoetry.com ] is an American poet from the Pacific Northwest, Washington State, founder & editor of Wolff Poetry Literary Magazine &…
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Dwelling. Poem
Dwelling. Poem by Linda J Wolff... Loneliness can be a container and a teenager lost trying to find herself.
On an unused train track,
sat an old, red caboose, desolate.
Sad of emptiness, cheerless, cold,
and calamity contained it.
An orphaned teenager dread-locked in fear,
abandoned, fell into a state of deprivation,
free from restraint, and guidance
searching for a hole in the world
to fall into and hide.
she walked the rails recklessly and broken
consciously avoiding smiling and
laughing faces, yielding…
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Chivalry. Poem
Chivalry. Poem by LINDA J WOLFF... True romance is not created by white knights with shiny armor, but, by those gallant men who yield to chivalry.
“True romance is not created by white knights with shiny armor, but, by those gallant men who yield to chivalry.” – Linda J Wolff
his emotion is evolutionary.
his masculine
voice filters the sound of audibles,
the illusion of a Greek warrior
invested in denting of his armor
his chiseled
body-worn from exhaustion saying;
we will find love, she’s not far now.
each broken boy forlorn, an injured bird,
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emerge. poem
Emerge. Poem by Linda J Wolff...
I now see
my life
an open
shiny
white
textured canvas
and I could
do and write
anything
I want.
I will
plant seeds in
the visual of
words and let
poems grow like
spring blooms.
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Linda J. Wolff [ WolffPoetry.com ] is an American poet from the Pacific Northwest, Washington State, founder & editor of Wolff Poetry Literary Magazine & Narrator for Podcast On Love with Linda Wolff Podcast
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Madness
Madness. Poem by Linda J Wolff... The chaos of love.
and in the tenderness
when intimacies intertwine
not of touch, not of physicality
when words interweave
the very thread of being
woven of magic and music,
rainfall, and sunlight,
and utter confusion…
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Linda J. Wolff [ WolffPoetry.com ] is an American poet from the Pacific Northwest, Washington State, founder & editor of Wolff Poetry Literary Magazine & Narrator for Podcast On Love…
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Draw Into. Poem
Draw Into. Poem by Linda J Wolff... Know of your breath and the pause you must take in it to heal yourself from the inside out.
Know of your breath and the pause you must take in it to heal yourself from the inside out.
Inhale deeply
until you know
I’ll find you,
I am the next breath
and warm embrace
waiting when
you’ve become
lost in the darkness,
I am the laughter
filling shadows
with sunlight,
I am minutes
and moments away
from you now…
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A Mind's Cavern
A Mind's Cavern. Poem by Linda J Wolff... Deep within there's light, and shadows become friend.
Deep within there’s light, and shadows become friend.
Walkthrough the cavern,
to the opening
of your mind,
immerse yourself.
swim in the choppy
waves and drown,
swallow enough saltwater
so you know of bitterness,
if getting wet and bitter isn’t
appealing, maybe
You can explore a shoreline of
possibilities of healing
and feeling an ocean’s breeze
tempt, whispering of change.
A gray sky isn’t blind,
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Her Final Outcome. Poem
Her Final Outcome. Poem by Linda J Wolff... A poem about " Inevitable is the belief of destiny if change doesn't take place."
Inevitable is the belief of destiny if change doesn’t take place.
Under the starlit dress of the night
sadness disguised behind brown eyes
she wanders into blankness,
a renewing numbness.
Thoughts immersed inside shadows.
And yesterday drenched in naked truths.
Bare was the dashes of realism
uncovered and exposed. And Bleeding.
How can she dismiss what’s there?
How can she erase the past?
Yet, here she…
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Intent. Micro-Poetry
Intent. Micro-Poetry by Linda J Wolff
The depth of one’s purpose can either diminish him or distinguish him.
LINDA J WOLFF
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Readily Open
Readily Open. Poem by Linda J Wolff... Do we know of love and the capabilities of perceiving it?
Do we know of love and the capabilities of perceiving it?
Tangible is a gift…or a value of time,
where you hold moments palpable
identified as a memory…of a manifest.
Capture, capture it, again, and contain it
like moisture on the inside of a window
everything spontaneous, everything fleeting.
See, I know of missing you,
of emptying when you must go home
yet, attraction, of feeling alive or felt
easil…
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Cut. Poem
Cut. Poem by Linda J Wolff... a poem that describes words and pain.
hold me to a stifle?
and your loosening words cut.
a tongue scissors.
ask me not to bleed?
pain penetrates
and strangles
did you know?
were you aware?
linguistics forms
are meant to
symbolize love
not anguish.
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Linda J. Wolff [ WolffPoetry.com ] is an American poet from the Pacific Northwest, Washington State, founder & editor of Wolff Poetry Literary Magazine & Narrator for…
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Yielding to the Sun. Poem
Yielding to the Sun. Poem by Linda J Wolff... She's a flexible branch without convictions to love. Adaptive to change.
She’s a flexible branch without convictions to love. Adaptive to change. Yielding to the Sun
Under gray skies,
I long for you.
I swear, I can see
our words, our love
inscribed on a canvas.
Painted of spring.
I listen,
and even the
songbirds are singing
our lovesong.
Your soul felt me,
and this was deep
to me.
Kinship
is depth into oblivion,
a refusal to acknowledge
to walk away.
I spoke with you
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Warm. Poem
Warm. Poem by Linda J Wolff... A love poem. Of all this distance, I can still feel your presence.
Of all this distance, I can still feel your presence.
A May morning
and I’ll watch it slowly wake me.
Stirring words like perfumed treasures
where love rises like a sun
and warms.
How beautiful to be
saturated in emotion,
we cannot control.
I know,
as your soul touches
mine
in the distance
between us.
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Self Notation
Self Notation. Poem by Linda J Wolff... She's an instance of the processing; she's a representation of the character.
She’s an instance of the processing; she’s a representation of the character.
She’s a broken-winged bird.
Pulling strength into an air stream
that conjures aspirations, gliding,
soaring, swooping into her soul,
a soul she knows how to heal,
Her heartaches, a compilation of rebirths,
molten feathers of scars, dead tears, pieces,
torn skin, scarred to her ribcage,
and feeling the texture of each pain.
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Limits Only Exist in the Mind
Limits Only Exist in the Mind. Poem by Linda J Wolff... To stand in the way of yourself is to impede one's self of greatness.
To stand in the way of yourself is to impede one’s self of greatness.
To discharge, to flash, and move
from an atmosphere without loss of oneself,
one must weather.
The suddenness of whiplash,
words cut through and through.
And I move with speed internally,
from this assault of place and time.
I am not bound to its energy, and its
depth of cruelty, but also changed me to
an output of my mentality,
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Extend. Poem
Extend. Poem by Linda J Wolff... Clear is the color of yellow, a luminous beacon. Poem about one's mental health and well being.
Clear is the color of yellow, a luminous beacon.
She the yellow rose of time.
Inclined to the dawn Spring sublime
In reality, weed killer, like poisons,
she knew their words could rot at
the core of her stem, tear at the fragrance
emitted from within, but hybernated roots
don’t know of them.
She knows tap roots sprout new life
at the bulb of a moral compass basis
And her soul a new seedling,…
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Unfolding. Micro-Poetry
Unfolding. Micro-Poetry by Linda J Wolff... What makes us capable of healing?
What makes us capable of healing?
Her eyes sometimes blind,
dismissing reality,
erasing words that cut
deep enough to rain.
And her soul like soil
seeds again, sprouting,
curling around the parts
of her, sturdy and flowering.
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Linda J. Wolff [ WolffPoetry.com ] is an American poet from the Pacific Northwest, Washington State, founder & editor of Wolff Poetry Literary Magazine
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