I think I’m the prettiest when I am crying
When a flow of words
Isn’t enough to describe
What overwhelming emotion
Is occupying my heart
A flow of water
Out of my honey colored eyes
Writes a beautiful soliloquy
With dark and dampened eyelashes
And wet rosy cheeks
I can say so many beautiful words
With only the drops of liquid glass
Falling from my eyes
Matthew, your poem is a beautiful tribute to Bradley. He is a stranger to me, but I am certain that he was an amazing man to be so loved by his friends and family. You are so right that when terrible things happen to us, the only way to endure is through God’s grace. Thank you for sharing your poetry.
This brought tears to my eyes. I lost my older brother Jesse when he was only 38 yrs old, and I have certainly asked myself some of these same questions & I was able to feel all the pain, anger & grief in your poem. RIP & sending hugs & prayers to you and your family. Amazing truthful writing
She wanders silently through the night,
Fighting off demons and spite,
She looks to the moon for guidance and strength,
For she knows these earthly gifts talk to her like Saints.
Please keep me balanced and pure,
For there is nothing on this earth that is sure,
Walk me and guide me to the Heavens above,
As if I were your child, that your taking care of
Lift me up and get me through, and I promise I will devote my life to you.
Kelly,
This is a lovely and moving poem about the power the moon has on the soul. While some people turn to the sun for comfort, others find solace in the quiet beauty of the moon. It can provide the strength needed to fight all the battles of life. Thank you for sharing your work!
Sink your eye into my beautiful butterfly
Twirling around my purple bush, I spotted it
The prettiest one ever. I knew I had to have it
I paused, and gazed. I caught an up-close glimpse of its unique coloring. Blue and purple.
Didn’t think that was possible, but there it was- right in my face. It had the largest wings I’d ever seen on such a small creature. It fluttered around so gracefully, getting love drunk off the nectar. Bobbing around, minding its business and helping my garden.
Drifted off and started to wonder, are all the things that they say about butterflies true? Can this thing see me, sense me? It must. Look how delicate and beautiful it is. It trusts me to sit still and gaze at it.
Kept thinking about the transformation from birth till now, the little head with actual eyes, floaty looking wings and vibrant enchanting blue and purple eyespots like an encryption code to the butterfly heavens.
Fetching a small net, a jar or even a photo will do. I must share this with this world
Ran off to not miss my chance, came running back full speed, with excitement still in my heart- but it had already flown away.
~Inspired by Mindfulness Meditation
I’ve always heard that butterflies are sent from Heaven, and the way you describe this one’s beauty makes me believe it. It is almost heartbreaking that something so lovely can also be so fragile. I guess that is why they fly away before we can catch them. Thank you for sharing this sweet poem.
Attitude is everything. You need to have the right attitude in life. Just hold on tight cus that means we gotta put up a fight. I believe in you and you believe in me. Shining brighter than the stars on a summer night. My personal attitude is to have joy in life and have no regrets. If I could go back, I wouldn’t change a thing. I think back to when I was sixteen. Dad gave a girl everything it is. I believe that joy is what we see beyond these clouds with your painter night sky falls. With every heartbeat, let happiness be our creed. I can remember the times I felt like this when we were so innocent but at least in need being in a world where I was incomplete.
Life’s a dance, let’s sway and spin in pure bliss. We’ll dance until the dawn, feeling pure delight. I don’t really want to go to sleep. I want to know what is real and what is in. Never knowing wrong from right. We will dance until we are blind not knowing where we are. When you try to find your way somehow I could help and I hope you know that. We will keep on searching for nothing in this world for all. Doing what we can so we don’t fall behind. I know it sounds crazy but life is all about the wild journey where we laugh through every twist. More than just a story that’ll spin you around and make you wanna fall. And I believe in what we go through before the rain falls. We are the lost one living in the shadow of your smile. Why do you want to waste away so many things? But I know that someday we will embrace it all. We did it all for the moment we go on like this. Every moment glows as we answer the call. I believe there is hope in this world beyond the walls. Even though, I have been living my life without you. My personal attitude is that you and I would never be apart. We will rise above the noise, together we’re freed. I just want to be the best I can be. One day at a time is the rest of my life. So believe me and live my life like this like that now we’ve been so convinced. It is all in the mind set. Is the glass half empty or full? Have a positive outlook. They said I wouldn’t change a thing I don’t care who was there for me and when I was born I was a child.And I ain’t ashamed to say that I’m not perfect. However, I was always daddy’s little girl.
DEAR UNSEALED,
I BELIEVE IN LIFE!
WITH STRIFE OR WITHOUT STRIFE,
AS LIFE IS GOOD
OR LIFE CAN BE BAD.
LIFE CAN BE AS IT WOULD
BE, SAD OR GLAD,
IF NOT FOR BRIEF INTERRRUPTIONS OF SPACE
IN THE RAT RACE.
I BELIEVE IN A CREATOR OF LOVE.
I BELIEVE LIVING AS ONE AS A TURTLE DOVE IN LOVE.
I USED TO LOVE LIFE FOR LOVE,
BUT LOVE IS LIFE.
NOT LOOKING FOR MR. GOODBAR
IN BARS AND CLUBS OF INSANE GREASY TAR
TO SLIP INSIDE A BOOTH ALOOF
FROM ALL WHO STARE LIKE A SPOOK.
I BELIEVE THAT LIFE IS A DREAM.
IT MAY SEEM
A DREAM
OR SCHEME
OF LIFE TO BE
FOR YOU AND ME
WAS YESTERYEAR
WHEN I SHED MANY A TEAR
SO, I FEAR.
I LOVE.
I CRY.
I SMILE.
I LAUGH.
WE LIVE AS PEOPLE WHO ARE ONE,
ONE HUMAN BEING SPECIES OF THE EARTH
UNDER THE SUN, THE MOON, THE STARS
OF BIRTH.
WE ARE BORN, WE LIVE, WE DIE
I SIGH.
NO MORE WARS,
NO MORE LIES,
LET’S LEARN TO CARE,
TO BE AWARE,
OF LOVE,
OF PEACE,
OF UNDERSTANDING,
TO SHARE,
TO CARE
ABOUT HUMANITY,
HOW WE LIVE,
TO GIVE,
TO RECEIVE.
I USED TO THINK WE WERE ALL GOOD
AS WE SHOULD
BE, TO TREAT HUMANITY
GOOD.
I BELIEVE I CAN WALK AWAY
FROM A TOXIC DAY
OF UNPLEASNT ADVENTURES OF THE YEAR
BUT SHED A TEAR.
‘CAUSE LIFE IS REAL AND WITH ALL THE EMOTIONS OF HUMANITY
“TO BE IS NOT TO BE THAT IS THE QUESTION”
AS WRITTEN BY A FAMOUS AUTHOR OF VERY LONG AGO,
IT IS STILL THE QUESTION,
TODAY HOW IT RELATES IS QUITE THE SAME,
TO BE TAME OR TO BE LAME,
I BELIEVE IT IS AN UPENDED QUESTION OF THE LIGHT OR DARK
CONTINUOUS QUESTION OF SORTS
OF HOW ONE BELIEVES GO FORTH
WITH TIME AND SPACE
OF CHANTILLY LACE
OR DARK NIGHTS OF THE SOUL,
TEACHING US TO BE BOLD.
SO, HOLD ON TO YOURSELF,
BELIEVE IN YOURSELF,
TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF.
WE LIVE AS PEOPLE WHO ARE ONE,
ONE HUMAN BEING SPECIES OF THE EARTH
UNDER THE SUN, THE MOON, THE STARS
OF BIRTH
WE ARE BORN, WE LIVE, WE DIE
I SIGH,
NO MORE WARS.
NO MORE LIES,
LET’S LEARN TO CARE
TO BE AWARE.
Hugs from Heaven, they feel so sweet
A warm energetic connection that will knock you off your feet
Tune in and listen, look around you’ll be surprised
Your heart bleeds love, passion & desire from the skies
All this love can be seen right in your eyes 🤍🦋
My poem has read, last in line…
“I have no worth in mine own eye”.
Weather burned me-early age to start,
Cannot I see the lie of this part?
…And even think to give love a try
Before bitter I sink to death and die?
For if I have not to respect myself,
How can I ever comfort anyone else?
No matter the cause-No matter the reason
I need not to know-Just believe new season!
Have not I to grow 45 years old?
For that is what turned me 2 days ago…
If 40 years old I was at age 12,
Then where now alive am I on the shelf?
Need not to know that either-Rather good to exist…
Regardless of child-hood lost and missed.
Feelings of mine-I think matter not,
When I can still find a caring/sharing spot.
Nor how, I don’t know-But feel love in the air,
Though I’ll not steal it-belonging to someone fair.
For if this gift I ever can find,
I’ll no longer be pissed-When good is mine!
Forgetting the past-a job easily not done
When 40 years masked-this hatred was dumb!
Good people say I matter, every life there is
Can no longer get sadder-Because Optimism lives!
Many lessons learned, to build my neighbor up,
As when I care for mine own self…
Love overflows-and clean is the cup!
I hope that everyone’s having a wonderful Labor Day weekend.
As September begins, I can’t help but feel wistful as the summer season is fast coming to a close, especially after spending this weekend in both Newport and Providence, Rhode Island.
But the summer vibe is still strong as this new month begins.
Nine months have come; four months are left to go in this year.
It may be a day late, but it’s never too late to welcome in a new month. As I do so here…
Try to remember, this kind of September
30 new days are here to stay
A month of transition
As the last days of summer glisten
With a chill in the early morning air
Autumn is waiting to be welcomed in
From Newport’s idyllic shores to NYC’s towering skies
All of the possibilities exist
The days are yearning to be filled with joy
As the BER months begin
There are 120 days or so, left in 2024
One pauses to wonder….
Where did all the months go?!
I love these lines
I’m finally at a place where I’m trusting the decisions I make
Even when that process includes mistakes,
it’s just an indicator to pump the brakes
I think it’s really powerful that even though you have mistakes it’s still part of the process of living and you can choose to embrace them to move on and everything happens for a…read more
Kindness can go a long way when it comes from someone’s heart. It’s the small, everyday gestures that count. The simple things such as reminding stranger to turn off their headlights so their battery would not drain. Doesn’t matter what you say or what you do. Looking out for others when you least expect it. You don’t know what you need until you know it.
Life is what you make it. Either easy peasy lemon squeezy or stresssy depressy lemon zesty. So you keep on trying to find the answer to make it through the day because when you wake up in the morning it’s another day and you start anew. It’s the helping hand of kindness that lifts you up when you need it. Now, you are shaking from the innocent hands of satisfaction. The cure and the answer to happiness. When you are grateful for someone in your life, who is your enhancement. After all that’s said you done, it would suck if no one came to your rescue when those tears rush down your face turn to grey shadow.
Without any hope of redemption, I will be waiting to be found. For what you didn’t give the dearest one will come around out of kindness. So, that way you are not in the dumps with people tearing up your funds. All I know is money don’t buy you diamonds just to be a sponge little dummy.You wont get out of-side as long as you get up in this trap. Because of being in the wrong place at the wrong time.
And at the same time you gotta be praying for the pain to go away. Anything you want in life will be worth it. You gotta be patient because there is a better way. Show kindness don’t hurt people that you love because they want to be in your set. Don’t lie and cheat instead gain their trust. Be thankful for who you have for your rock of support. This gift is all I ever wanted.
And it’s a lot to be grateful for I know that life is so hard. So keep your head up and keep your head up and have faith that things will work out.
Scars that mark my body from the wars that I have won,
Receipts from every battle without bullets or a gun
Wounds no longer open, getting stronger as they healed,
Remnants of the way I used my body as a shield
Crevices and cracks I once thought showed me to be weak,
The physical manifestation of what happens when you don’t speak
With age and time comes wisdom and a better sense of self
An understanding that my body is the bank of my life’s wealth
I had an addiction for 23 years, I have been clean for over 30 yrs minus my slips and falls that through me into the ring of addiction, because I let my guard down thinking that I was stronger than it, when actually the addiction was stronger than me. But such as life try and try again. I am clean and have been for many years. I allowed myself to lured back but the last time was the last time. I asked myself some questions and the most important was do you want to live or die, do I want to live a full life filled with endless possibilities or die not reaching my full potential. I choose life . I became to love self, and wouldn’t accept any old thing , I have been hopeless and helpless and I have done things that only me and God know about. I have come full circle I know my value . I graduated from college and wrote a book. I hope to be a recovery coach, where I help those who are still trapped be free and stare in the face of addiction and say I won and I am stronger than you. Now in my life there is so many things I want to do all for the glory of God not for fame or fortune all though these things have there place, that is not my motivation. I survived so that I may be a help to others.
I am so glad you chose life. Addiction is not an easy thing to battle. I congratulate you for fighting it and coming out on top. With each day that comes, keep making the most of it. Congratulations again. Thank you for sharing your story, and thank you for being part of The Unsealed. <3 Lauren
Kindness is a word.
Hate is a word.
Love is a word.
Like is a word.
Kindness means kindness.
Have you heard
That once you spread the word,
Kindness spreads all around
The merry go round
Of life
As we work, play, and sleep
With strife
Of everyday life?
The word kind
Is to help your fellow human beings
So sublime,
So kind,
So ruthless,
So it seems,
Kindness would spread like a wildfire,
Spreads over the mountains & up tall towers
But there is always someone to try to burst your balloon,
As you stare at the moon
Dreaming of smiles and loves and caresses
Of yesterday’s messes
And blessings
One kind word
I will remember that word & what it meant to me.
The word
Will spread,
like butter on bread
Eventually the word kind
Will either form syllables
From the lips of the sad one
To blurt out sublime
So kind
“Hey you are kind, why?”
I reply and sigh,
“You are a unique person among the others of life
That now smiles,
Even with a smirk,
But it is your worth
As a human being amongst the others of life & strife
Of tears and joy
Of joy and pain.
I will remember you now
And you asked me how
With the look in your eyes.
Your smile made my day
On a summer day along the way.”
You look at me grinning from ear to ear
In this 2024 year,
I see you now, that is how!
PEACE OUT!”
Vicki! Kindness and a mere smile are so powerful. It can go such a long way for someone who needs it. Thank you for sharing this thoughtful piece. Sending hugs. <3 Lauren
When the door opens,
Let me in for I am ready.
I have martyred for those who need it the most.
I have sacrificed the deepest parts of myself for a pat on the back
When the door opens,
Let me in for I have dreamed of my escape.
I have waited in my rabbit hole and no one came for me
When the door opens,
Let me in for I have told the devil that I am ready.
I lit a candle for the harm that my enemies intended to do.
When the door opens,
Let me in for I have traveled to Dante’s inferno, .
He advised me to take the road less traveled and It brought me here.
When the door opens,
Let me in, for the dirt that buries my blossoms is abating from me.
My value stands as my soul vibrates through this world.
When the door opens,
Let me in, for I belong.
I have made a bed for myself from aloe vera and money leaves .
The mud on my thrown hardens and dries as my ego steps forward.
When the door opens,
Let me in for my ancestors have my name written in your book.
They have been cattle, machines, blueprints, but now I am come in pure human form.
When the door opens,
No one will be surprised, for they have been expecting me.