Best Healing Poems

your labored breathing
called out to me
and in my soul I knew
what needed to be done

I reached for the drum
to summon the spirits
called out to ancestors
and anyone who’d listen

gently tapping to the rhythm
of our beating hearts
united as one in a prayer
released to the universe

filled the silence of
your labored breathing
drumming for hours
till the pleading was done

everything had...

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Tenderness exudes from him as he takes the hand

Of the woman, sick and frail; he’s a gifted man.

Uncommonly calm, he utters, “God has a plan.”

Consoling her, he is guided to soothe her soul and

Heal her body, for God’s spirit tells him he can....

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The bleeding sunset lingers on her mind
as night approaches and the sky goes dark.
Her soul is restless; how it craves to find
some words of comfort which could leave their mark,

erasing heartache etched in grooves of tears
on ice-cold marble where lost dreams now dwell,
relief imploring from the grasp of fear,
the twilight shadows full of doubts dispel.

The...

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 In a hyacinth bed of seven stars,
winter fairies waltz in pearl elegance~
a token of faith engrossed amidst scars,
while skies drizzle rain in fruity essence.

Angel of sleep seeks through frost's icy thorn,
fallen feathers soar towards jasmine moon,
when lotus light within soul is reborn,
listen to the tree of life sigh and croon.

Somewhere between daisy dusks and...

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Music is my therapy, 
  
             and yet, confusion rewinds,
                     
           ...

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Pain refines, 
but grace restores.
This is the whisper 
of strength.

There are days
when the world feels heavy, 
when the echoes of yesterday 
press against the walls of today. 
You walk forward, 
yet the past lingers like a shadow . . . 
a silent presence 
reminding you 
where you’ve been.

But hear this: 
You are not bound 
by...

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I wake—
each dawn
a slender promise
shoulders gilded,
by hesitant sun.

The world, wide as longing
real as the air I breathe—
crests of mountains waiting
horizons keeping their counsel.

My heart, uncertain…. ventures
like a melodic wind carried on—
searching for a sign
where wonder grows wild within.

Between the strums of my old guitar
and laughter in morning dew
I surrender:

each note of yesteryear
kindles today’s quiet lesson

A...

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The bark peels back like old skin—
Mine, yours, the cinnamon scrolls
Of what we shed to live. August
Bleaches the world to bone, the bark’s faint spice
Rising in the noon glare,
Heat tasting of salt and sand. And still this Crape crowns
Itself with Myrtle fire. Still—

I cannot explain what breaks in me. Still I press my cheek
Against its...

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You abused me physically and mentally,
I believed I was everything you said.
I thought you had my back totally,
But my belief in you was hanging by a thread.

I was locked in a mental jail cell.
you were a warden of abuse,
our union together was pure hell.
You would often say I just blew a fuse.

Your vicious attacks tarnished...

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When days are filled with dark clouds, when words can not console 
With heart and spirit frozen, sometimes you will lose control

The warm sunlight may fade; and tears roll over night into day
As the first bout subsides, then feelings get mixed in haste

I watched you standing empty from afar, feeling used; out of place
Your misdirected...

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cascading 
    over jutting rocks
      the melodious water
        of salvation
          cleanses my soul


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Placed 1st in Brian Strand's
Pick A Contest (April...

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        Can one learn how to live?
        Life is not without difficulties and obstacles
        Clear and bright, of one's own reason
        or spiritual men and women

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We gape at the sky
this Fourth of July,
as rockets ignite
to deal us delight,
while strangers unite.

I’m such a dope,
it gives me hope
that Nations torn
can be reborn.

Let God’s gifts
heal our rifts,
our esprit.

Let’s pray
we stay

free.


July 4, 2022
Diminished Hexaverse Poetry Contest Sponsored by Caren Krutsinger...

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You chance upon her
in the far reaches of the backyard
a place you never go
and there she trembles  a tiny tiger in a blurred world 
secreted in shadows below blackthorn shrubs 

faint mews draw you closer
the power of her vulnerability
fills your veins with a pulse rising
brimming you with a nectar needed
like a dry stream bed...

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The resounding renovation of the mind can be astounding.
With each breath I take I am but a soul yearning for redemption-
I now seek rejuvenation in the senses that healing brings. 



Sijo Poem Poetry Contest
16 syllables in each line
howmanysyllables.com

Heidi Sands
May 31, 2018...

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