Therapy sessions
Hours spent opening old wounds
No time to close them
Daily Archives: March 12, 2021
imagine.
imagine if all the poets in the world came together in harmony
a masterpiece it would be
a number one hit of exposed emotions, word potions, and other art alike
memorized verses of the unspoken curses that keep us up at night
the most beautiful song of all the wrongs we’ve turned into art
piece by piece we’d come together, we’ve all played our part
concrete
Long after the door frames crumble
Our fingertips still hold on to what was
Signed, “We were here-circa 2007”
Memories etched into stone
in my silence
in my silence i’ve never loved you more
it’s in my silence you can hear me the loudest
my breathing becomes uneven
i avoid eye contact so not to drown within the waters behind your eyelids
in my silence, my heart skips beats
there is no rhythm nor rhyme to why i love you so
tonight only, i hope the sun never rises
because how you shine in the moonlight leaves me speechless
in my silence, your voice is my weakness
family gathering
Home for the holidays carries a different meaning when home isn’t the place it used to be
There can be no holiday cheer if those standing refuse to make a sound
Look around
The people that you used to see
Have been replaced with memories of how it used to be
Silence has filled the seats we left empty
lullaby
come in from the outside follow the sound of my voice let my words caress you let my voice be your guide you are safe here quietly in the corner the piano starts to play with each stroke your shoulders ease the weight of the world is no more fall into me and i will catch you you are safe here sing to me your worries and i'll help carry your tune no more wars fought alone its time for just us beautiful isn't it you are safe here don't hold back fallen tears were always meant to fall for the dirt beneath our feet depend on them how else would we grow bury your pain in me and you've taught me to evolve your thoughts are safe here let me in, it's cold out though the cold is no match for what's brewing inside i see you on most nights i am you open up and you'll see i've been here all along we'll cross this bridge together the piano continues to play the last of tonight's tears have fallen her heart has opened and her eyes have closed i'll be the nights you need to fall apart sleep easy my love you are safe here you'll always be safe here Copyright © 2021 Candice Leigh All Rights Reserved
Photo Of The Day 3.12.21
In a poet’s world a picture is never JUST a picture. Details become ad libs in an impromptu spoken word that no one asked to hear but are thrilled that they did. Leave a comment with a short poem on how this picture made you feel. What emotions are dug up when looking at today’s photo of the day?
Daily Quote 3.12.21
Daily Haiku 3.12.21
Hands touched in passing
Never have I felt this way
Have we met before
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