Day 21 of 365 days of blogs. This is one of the final poems added to my debut poetry collection When Can We Be Soft: Poems of Female Resilience. Since I just found out the paperback is on sale on Amazon today and it will be in Kindle Unlimited tomorrow, I thought it apropos to share one of the poems here.
Safety lies in hiding the frayed ends of reality
Quietly knitting threads to repair the seams
Authenticity seeps from faded scars
Waiting to bleed onto paper stories of strength
Tradition holds firm to generational plights
Weaving youth into the folds of brittle tapestry
New ideas unravel the sepia-toned yarns
Longing to paint portraits in hues bright and bold
Memory tells tales of great works and triumphs
Building towering palaces of imposed expectations
Innovation admires networks of unfettered thought
Itching to burst fireworks across starless skies
Faith tethers hope to posts of foundation
Cementing thoughts to place and time long past
Release exists in controlled waves of emotion
Creating new worlds from the ashes and stone
Time exists as an endless vastness of nothing
Pulling nostalgia from pores in streams of consciousness
Possibility lay within the fire of neurons
Craving connection through ethers of lucidity
Pain stifles urges for exploratory wonder
Clouding expression in shrouds of history
Passion laces words with sinews of power
Driving dreams from lips glued shut with trepidation
Fear wreaks havoc through unsteady images
Blurring anticipation into suspended anxiety
Vulnerability finds cracks in moss-covered masks
Dismantling walls with olive branches extended inward
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