kindledshadowpoetry

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“We try to hide our feelings but we forget our eyes speak.”

— Unknown

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A branded soul

Whose words unspoken

Sear from the inside

Forever playing The Fool

Refusing to read the chapter freshly written, now a road not taken

Pining for a greener grass

As the ink dries

And a bud dies

Just a man unknowingly starved

Of sweet verity

Her lips would burn him alive

Might he recognize in himself

The true depths of feeling

Under the natural pull of a rip tide

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One day Meet me in the pages of a book Where our hearts are free And sorrows fade away

Just star crossed words on a page Home to hearts and minds that wander asunder Yet tread the same path

Us among the Secret Garden Where green can be gold everlasting

The truest repose This side of Eden has ever known Is tucked within crisp folds Captured by ink

So take my hand And for a time we are together Everything within grasp As we live and die at the turning of a page

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Let my heart tell you, "I love you", a hundred thousand times, every time a different nuance, a different color, a different sound.

e.v.e.

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create! create! even if it’s been a while. even if you don’t know what to write or draw or sing. connect with what once brought you joy and you will remember how. create in a new way, knit or dance or crochet. try spoken word or painting. poetry or pottery. the freedom in creating… it’s liberating

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“Do not expect people to tell you the truth because they also lie to themselves.”

— Don Miguel Ruiz

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“I want to talk about what happened without mentioning how much it hurt. There has to be a way. To care for the wounds without reopening them. To name the pain without inviting it back into me.”

— Lora Mathis, If There’s A Way Out I’ll Take It

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“There’s a special place in my heart for the ones who were with me at my lowest and still loved me when I wasn‘t very loveable.”

— Unknown

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(via The Sun)

THE SUN

When I behold you, I see the sun You’re like the rays beating down on lapping water Warming the surface and streaming through to caress the coldest depths of my sorrow

It may never be down here what it could up there, trapped within the forboding shadows of my mind But because I know you, I know warmth all the same Clouds may pass and block the path But still you’ll come another day

If I transformed to Icarus, knowing what would be when I flew too close to you, I’d do it anyway - I may burn, but you will shine on Its just that embracing for but a moment would be better than never feeling close to you at all

Yet..  maybe I am the sun A sun that’s blazing reach burns you, beautiful you venturing too close to me What then? Do you not feel the same when I am winged and soaring higher… If I hurt you with an overwhelming essence - red hot… Sides of a coin

A different me, a stronger me might be the person to protect you from such scorch that I too would willingly endure, reversed But I need you too much, selfishly - I am not another me

Knowing you best You’d stubbornly refuse to leave me alone in the desert I’m creating Depths of shadowed waters, drying up all the same

So I let you

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Kiss me with the star you carry in your chest and envelop me in its warmth. Light a hundred fires in my soul and make my dreams a thousand lanterns that float.

e.v.e.

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Steady, my heart

Don’t want you to fall apart

You are just learning to love yourself

Please don’t love somebody else

Before you are ready to

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Just a little revamp/rewrite on an old favorite of mine 🍁 🍂

Sister Seasons

New life sprouts

In blooms the lush green garden of Spring

As she brings wonder to Gaia

Paint strokes of hope

Of love

Of beginnings

The promise of bright tomorrows

In a young meadow

“Wake from your Winter’s slumber, now”

Much to do

And much to cherish

Dew droplets placed with care

Flowers stretching limbs

Watch how new life flourishes

Woodland creatures play in mythical forests

And birds learn to fly

Laughter echos across the fertile scape

Spring’s elder Summer comes in for a bout

The sun turns hotter still

Relieving her of her post as the rays strengthen

Summer beckons us to beaches

Passing of the torch

Sandy toes and salty hair

Waves lapping – smoothed edges of a sea glass heart

Sunrise to sunset

Fun and merriment in melting ice cream

Late night movies, toasty marshmallows

Forget your troubles, give in

All play – no work, won’t you give in?

Even Summer grows tired though

Drained of energy, giving her everything

To relax the world for just a while

The hot sun sets on her last day there

Gold falls to Crimson

Summer leaves, greeting Sister Autumn at the door

Crisp air blows in, taking the helm

Embracing only but a moment

A journey done, a journey just begun

Autumn leaves, swirling – floating – crunching – treasures

Oh, but a season by any other name feels as cherished

Reining in the work of Summer, of Spring – synchronized harmony

Foliage showers

Spices, those little hugs in mugs

O’ plentiful harvest

Reap the seeds sown by Sisters

The cycle is the beauty

Not death, but rebirth

A feisty one is Fall, with mischief in her blood

Pumkins carved

And spooky stories

Tales of monsters, gifts of candy

A little fun, she stays for a spell

In thanks, we give – for time is blessed

Enjoying her season’s bounty happily

Gathered round the table, We

The end only but the doorway to new beginnings

The last leaf a-fallin’

Enter Eldest Winter – bundled with tidings

Autumn has done what Autumn is due, Gaia is in snowy hands

The eleventh hour we hold dear

Home to traditions and the sappy heart

Oh Winter, the long slumber

Like mother calling you home

She keeps you warm at the hearth

Cozy bundled heaps, you little blanket burritos

Defrosted, hot cocoa veins – minty lips

Homely decorations and family so dear

She blankets the outside world in snow

Where you may play the day away

Slicked hills made for sledding – just for you

Her season that harbors the end

Paving the way for renewed beauty

For how shall we cherish beauty, except that which is fleeting?

Gaia’s lighthouse once again beckons for Spring to sprout

“Sleep now, sleep sound. Until we meet again”

Winter whispers, the chilly freeze thaws

Melting marks the welcome

Spring sprung once more

As sure as the sun rises in the East

With flower girls, and lazy rural ‘noons

Sisters of Seasons

Daughters of Gaia

Their blessed beauty a tale to tell

~K.A.H.T.

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Halloween Haiku

Knife a scary face

Gut me, pull out thy innard

For I am pumpkin

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(via Wanderer - Halloween Special)

Bump in the night. Scraping of the door. Creaks through the dark. Goodbye safety, into the woods.

All alone. Trapped in waking nightmare. Limitless space closes in on your claustrophobic mind.

Phantom feelings shooting spineward, weaving through you. Creepy crawlies everywhere. Worming, squirming, in your hair. Brush away what was never there. Only lay all to bare.

Left with nagging worry, a wanderer in need of the unknown. 

Searching, scanning hungrily across the dark horizon.

There! Right there. Do your eyes deceive? In the distance… Silhouette. Silhouette. For what is this Silhouette?

Feet move unasked, Drawn to ominous object. Curiosity and the cat, On its nineth.

Goose bumps and short hairs standing on end. Petrified, you can’t look back. As if doing so, all is real.

Whilst shadows lurk in your peripherea, ominous presence lingers. Like a predator, watchful and patient. Irresistable. Turning, skittish by nature’s noises, Its just a bird, you tell yourself. Nothing there, in blackest depths of wooded canopy.

Tip toe, barefoot wanderer. Towards that strange thing. In the midst of dewy grass and the stench of decay, and mud caked feet.

In the moonlight now you see, A coffin it must be. Rattle, captive creature! But all is still. Just a little look-see, under that tree.

Scraping of the coffin lid, Creaking wood piercing through the dark once more. Bewildered eyes, the mirror, In sound, soul, sight. You see yourself, disembodied.

Who put you there?

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(via That Heavy Feeling)

Those honey colored summer days Filled with laughter.

I was so small when you handed me the whole world with your love.

Wagon rides And pizza covered faces.

The yard stretched for miles Or maybe it just seemed like it. Were you happy then? Smiling brighter than the sun. Could you have ever loved yourself as much as I love you?

I’m older now, aged decades in years. Not so naïve to the way we cover our sorrow with smiles. No one tells you that part.

People finally talk about what your generation was taught to hide. Those personalities bigger than the world, Secretly pained and self hating. Feeling deeper, but never showing. ‘Always happy’, they called you, Smiling, never sad. If only.

I never would have guessed it. Until you confessed it – how deep it grew. In the things you contemplated When we kids moved out.

So many more things I could have said, if I’d mindfully abided my time. Knowing there was a clock whose alarm would come sooner. Never guaranteed the number of years we were sure we’d get with you.

Hardest is the left behind. Where the ‘what if’ rings in my ears. Miles between us when I got that call.

We had plans and holidays. Hugs and crappie food we shouldn’t eat so much of; family days headed our way.

Yet, the last time I hugged you had been nearly a year. A year. I remember hugging you longer that last one, thinking it could be that last one, but not knowing why it was that last one. That last one.

Three years later, I mourn the simple deleted voicemails gone in the universe without you. Fingers autopilot, pulling up your phone number with no one on the other side. I don’t delete you from the favorites. The family videos sitting vacant with the voice that brings me to tears, waiting for those painful nights.

I’m not so happy now, with those honey colored summer days behind us. The picture of you smiling at my pizza covered face collecting dust under the rays of those duller summer days ahead of me.

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Fire that ignites me

Surges on inside me

Kindling my soul

Try to tamper, tread, or tame me

You can not restrain me

With an inner luminosity

Blinding like the sun

Flames crackling with energy

Burning to escape me

You may try to douse me

But I do not extinguish

I'll always be the true me,

To my burning core

This and so much more

So I do decree

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