Hope Innocence Poems

My inner child 

Today I reconnected with my inner child,
I realised how she once always smiled, 
Her innocent glowing face is now tear stained,
And full...

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Night Labor
by Michael R. Burch

for Rachel Corrie

Tonight we keep the flame alive;
we keep the candle lit.
We burn bright incense in your name
and swear we’ll not...

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His eyes were full of lust
 images for one to young to see
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 all his time consumed watching, wanting
satisfied himself, no need for...

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If loving you harder allowed you to stay then my goal remained the same
All because letting you go was a story words would formulate
It was...

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Life isn't made up of one pivotal moment, something that defines us. We think it's a check list and we work through it hoping to...

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“A Reckoning of Illumination”

Autumn winds fall delicately upon my weary soul 

Light from a heavenly place surrounds my interpretation of the scripture 

Elemental hues of...

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My heart is an empty jardiniere
Receptive to flowers and affection.
By your wayward glances, I could swear -
There is a festering attraction
But speak up bravely; be...

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Maybe what I did will change her life, forever engraved into whom she becomes. 
For the worst or the best, I’ll never know unless she...

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She is the taste
Of sunshine after rain.
An embodiment of hope
Through the dreariest days. 

Warm healing energy
And a calm golden soul.
Gentle and soft
Highlighting the bright
Of her...

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Morning

Slumbering in the shallow of sleep
where memories of movies are seen
The shift of the pebbles
nibbled by tiny crabs
senses of songs
“ What was is all about...

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In those fearful time's by memories clear,
James McLain, a soul once gripped by fear.
Within the labyrinth of my own mind,
The Mandela effect, a twist defined.

Through...

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Graveyard flowers they've become
Their garden; now a graveyard
Their roots almost out
Their small petals ruined
Their nectar still sweet
Their smell bitter sweet;
A mixture of anguish, 
courage and...

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Why am I sat here 
Just watching you 
watching me...

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My depression is deep and dark and many mile's wide,
As the oceans I've swam, where other's have simply just died.
A little about the mental health...

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When we were young
we had the world at our feet.
No fear could stop us
and everything was sweet.

We weren't aware
of the good and the bad.
Everything we...

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