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Last year
I was digging my own grave
Discovering dozens of ways
To bury myself in it
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This year I have filled it
With soil and apologies
To my past self
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This year I am
Letting the sunlight
Flush my grey skin
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I am picking poems
And filling my
Dream-woven basket
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I am dusting away
The darkened clouds
Running my fingers along
The rays that break between
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I am warding my house
With stories of survival
Wreathing my door with
Memories of good times
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I am living
And I will not
Give it up for anything
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The Rest of the Series:
About the Creator
Poppy
poetry in progress
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Nice work
Very well written. Keep up the good work!
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Eye opening
Niche topic & fresh perspectives
Heartfelt and relatable
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Comments (8)
you are among one of the best, keep up the good work
I still remember the soberness of the earlier poems of this chronicle, and I love the way it slowly evolved into pieces of empowerment! Still reflective and inspiring but the mood shift is impressive to behold!!
Yay! Go Poppy!😃✅
Well done 👏👏👏
Very inspirational!
And we move on. Well-said!
Poignant and meaningful, this hits deep. Nicely done!
I love this. Beautiful, simple, but profound. Love the imagery and the juxtaposition here 🌼