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Cold along his back,
Carefully the metal laid,
A danger to anyone to
Didn’t know how the street
Game is played.
Heavy at the waist, this tool
Kept him alive.
The old wounds, the deadly
Nights, violence was how he strived.
When daytime fell, and the street lights came on..
He packed heavily and set out
To face and seize till dawn.
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She danced on clouds, light on her toes, weightlessly down golden streets of heaven. These past 3 years have been excruciatingly painful: Chemo therapy, phenomena, lots of vomiting and trembling. She wore layers in the summer, despite the naturally humid South Dakota rays. When the temperatures drop below 60, the hospital would heat her private room. Nothing felt good anymore. When she laid alone , she cried until she fell asleep.. Night after night after night.
She knew this day was coming. She long awaited for it, feeling neither destined to see these past 23 years, nor the day she’d get married. Cancer i...
I am shocked that it's been over a month since I've posted on my fridge. Sadly, I lost inspiration here. Life seemed to go from hell high waters to smooth sailing, and I didn't know "what to write about". I'm sure we've all been there, writer's dry spells can be annoying.
I'm sad to hear other writers say they're having trouble with the app, along with me having my own. I've wanted to reply with a personal letter to a pen pal and can't because of the active timing. Why change what isn't broken? I'll never understand.
Anyway, I am now a pretty established blogger, gaining follows by the day. It's a project I never dreamed I'd have, nor a project I'd keep up... But, I ...
Let's play a game:
Will you please join me?
I'm going to list simple directions
you follow them, and record your answers
It really is; I hope some of you join me.
1. Tell me something green within your sight.
2. Look directly behind you and tell me the first thing you see.
3. What model car do you drive?
4. If you take 6 steps forward, 2 to your left, 2 steps backwards, then 8 steps forward, where do you end up?
5. When you hear the word squishy, what comes to mind?
6. The room to your right is what?
7. What's the nearest loud object to you?
8. Are you at work, home, or out in Public?
9. What time is it there?
10. Did you have fun doing this?...
I am drowning, though I put on a brave face.
I constantly tell myself I don’t need you. I don’t want you... I don’t miss you...
Firmly, I can declare such facts...
But, why do I suffer? How do I struggle to hold on, and to reduce my anxiety? What’s going on that I feel so drained of energy, in such a short time, that I could pass out. Why do I feel sometimes, that this is the biggest anxiety attack I’ve ever felt , and it won’t loosen its grip on me?
None of this makes sense. Maybe it’s my hormones. Maybe I’m still working through the chemistry in my thought process that restructures normal in the new. And adaptation with the sudden.
I know so much I don’t miss.. So much of which you ...
I may not agree with
What our country is doing,
I will always love this land.
My heart is grateful for the service of the men, women, and animals that have sacrificed their all. My freedom is a blessing, and today, I celebrate that.
It's not that I miss you
because I don't...
You were just my "normal"
And I don't adjust to
But I know eventually,
my normal will be new.
My new normal won't
🧡💙Good Morning from
Cleveland, OH. USA 💙🧡
💛WELCOME NEW WRITERS🖋️
I am Brandy, known as MoonChild Nova here in the Lettrs community. I've been here for many months now, and have met some really incredible people. I've also found peace and comfort here, as I wrote about pain and experiences I had gone through.
Writing is such a brave hobby. We share intimate pieces of ourselves, with every single sentence... Whether it be fiction, a fairytale, non-fiction, which every genre. Our words are transparent, unhindered by time, distance, emotions, exc.
I hope you enjoy this space, and that you always feel free to express as you need in any moment!
God Bless America,
The land that I love!
I may not agree with the decisions of our leaders... And right now, I'll even go as far as to say
I'm sorry! This recent dishumanity towards the immigrants has been devastating for even many Americans. Not all of us feel this is necessary or Right! Please know that!
But, America is the best country on earth. Our freedom, health care, educational system, and rights absolutely should be celebrated. We're not perfect but we have so much of which I know I'm thankful.
In all you ever do, do so with love.
For love is the only power strong enough to
Peace, healing, forgiveness, laughter,
Joy, friendships, unity, patience
Grace, compassion, & mercy.
For love is the only invisible gift that
Blind man can see
Deaf man can hear.
Foreigner can speak.
Dearest Broken Heart :
We both know how his mind operates. It's this very issue that initially birthed this utter madness. No matter what we try, what is said, or what we do : people believe what they believe until they choose to believe otherwise. In a society full of individuals who are notorious for getting involved in what's not good for him or her, the hard road seems to be the one that breaks through stubbornness, pride, guilt, anger. You've walked this road yourself lately. Expierence is a teacher, however, if we allow it. You have always chosen to analyze situations, searching and seeking the missed signs and hidden answers. You have always faced what you ar...
Dear Universe and all the vibes, Gods, and spiritual beings in our and the unknown worlds: Here’s my wish list....
That every child would receive endless pure affection all day long. Children would never be hungry, homeless, or sick from diseases or cancer. They would always have clean clothes to wear, beds to share with one another, and animals to keep them company.
The Veterans would have utmost impressive medical care, limitless access to rehabilitation resources and paid trainings. They would have opportunities to work in Veteran communities, so that there’s always work to be done, and each other to rely on. Veterans would never be hungry, or without ...
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My name is Brandy, biologically. I am 32 years old, will be 33 on 07/16/1985, and I'm from Cleveland, OH. I was born and raised in a small town southeast from here, called Bellaire. My favorite color is blue, mostly because it's the color of my eyes and water, both of which have a significant meaning in my life. Aside from that particular color, I am pure bliss when Autumn brings me the aray of orange, green, red, burgandy, yellow, and brown. The scenery is utterly breathtaking. I am ALWAYS in awe because nature does this all on its own. My hobbies include: painting, writing, photography, browsing discount stores, playing with my girls, listening to ...
🌸You are everything
💕you're not :
Not the clothes you wear
Not the way you do your hair
Not the color of your lips
Not the width of your hips
Not the shade of your skin
Not the shape of your chin
Not the job you do
Not a comparison with those around you.
You're not the car you drive
The perfection of your dive
Not the house you live in
Or the sex your giving
You're not the labels you hear
Or the nightmare you fear.
You're not the addiction you have
Or your mistakes in the past.
This world tries to define you, at any and all cost.
But, remember, Diamond, you are everything you're not 💜
it's so painfully agonizing to try and breathe when my soul isn't complete. I have my heart, outside my body... My heart that beats in sync with his. My breath stolen from his lips, utter sweet surrender to his taste of urgency and passion. My days are less bright, and my nights so much longer. My mind constantly fights me, but, I remain as strong as I know how. Thankfully, nothing lasts forever... So for now, I walk this life of colorless ambience..
in my silence,
as the sun appears
over the water,
I close my eyes,
And quench the begging
Thirst of my soul.
The breeze awakes my skin.
The warmth blankets my wounds
And I listen to the seagulls.
Another day, another moment ;
The first of my future.
All I want to do, so much to see,
In my serenity,
I seek first, restoration and
May all else surrender to the force of greater being.
At the end of the day, it’s not what you said that matters... it’s not even what you did. When all is said and done, what matters the most, is how you made him/her feel. No problem is too great, no victory too small when we live within the name of love💙
To The Father I needed, but I didn't have :
You are quite something, a masterpiece to top the list. When I was young, you showed me that some dangers will be very close... Like the danger of abandonment and anger... Confusion and envy. While I was younger, you stood aside while was crying out for attention, accepting negative rather than none at all. Oh how I resented your absence, and your lack of provision.
When I reached young adulthood, early 20's, I needed you to hug me when relationships ended. I needed your example to set my standards in all and current potential relationships... But you were not there. I needed to be daddy little girl, held safely while I cried and...
“This wasn’t what she wanted at all. She knew for months but only accepted it today, as she was about to start her day. Instead, she packed her bags...”
As her mix of emotions streamed her chocolate smooth cheeks. For ten years now, she’s been in a marriage with a narcissist.
Zella couldn’t have known, when she met Brice, what was to come. They had met online, through an online dating app, Chocolate Love.
He was everything she ever dreamed. Towering her at 6” 7’, he had seductive brown eyes, a clean cut sophisticated groom, and Cologne that could hypnotize any heart. His profile identified him as a successful Stock Trader from WallStreet. He was raised i...
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"While the yelling continued in the living room, Stella holds her little sister's hand. "It's OK Sis. Don't worry, it'll be over soon." Before she could continue, the door slammed open and Katharine popped her head in.
“You girls ready to go? Please get your shoes and coats on,” She continued.
The men hooting and hollering in the other room was terrifying the girls. Katherine has previously spoken to her husband about this "excitement" over a game. Seems this issue needs further attention.
"MEN!," She thought with such disgust, "They're worst than kids sometimes."
With that, she, Stella, and Dandelion walked out the door to go shopping.
My heart is so heavy tonight. The news of , not one but two, celebrity suicides has hit too close to home. The subject doesn’t and can’t impact a life quite like someone’s who’s lost a loved one in such a way. It’s gut-wrenching. It’s to permanent.. to irreversible... to fast. No one’s ready... often times, no one expects it. I’m just super sad that it’s a rising issue. In July, I will live a 4th day repeating that day in my head.
On top of this crap, I’ve just had disrespect from a few other individuals this afternoon. I feel sometimes my good deeds are being punished... that no amount of kindness will reward my life with goodness... and kind words. I’ve never been number one t...
The day we accept the beautiful diversity among our, one, human race, is the day when we shall all be free!
What is it about difference that draws ugly hatred out of people? Is it because they don't agree? Is it that they don't understand? We’re human... We’re created differently from the moment of conception! Isn’t that a miracle?! Each and every human is specially designed... how is that ugly? How is that wrong?! I know for certain, this world doesn’t want two of me running around! That’s just #Facts!!
Why can’t we embrace what we can’t change? The differences amongst ourselves... why can’t we find the courage to love and accept that?! It’s who we are... We can ONLY change...
Live your Dreams!
What dreams do I have? Have I ever really thought about this? No, I don’t think often, if much at all. Sure, I’ve made goals... but, are those dreams? They’ve been short-term. New Years resolutions is probably a more accurate description. The long-term goals, any of those? Not many of those until recently, as a matter of fact. Is this sad? I don’t know. So, I guess I don’t quite understand the feeling of “living my dream”.
I do know I hadn’t been raised with such a virtue. Often times, I thought about life after “The Merryman House”... and gasped at how utterly fucked-up and irresponsibility unprepared I was going to be. There were many concep...
I’m logging out for awhile. I’m not sure when or if I’ll return. Take care everyone.
The young lady didn't feel so beautiful. She has braces and extra long fingers. She's slow to catch on and the first to shy away from social events. Self-conscious of herself, Ellen hides in all corners of the earth.. Hoping to never be seen.
Until one day, her braces came off. Another day, she realized her body was creating beautiful curves, and her confidence was stronger. She gave herself love, nurtured what mattered most, and transformed from a Callapillar into a gorgeous butterfly!