Open Poems

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7.9.25
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           My Heart, home of the Undying is open and healed
         Lifetime after lifetime arduous I journeyed, peeled

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Open Letter Part 2

The Wounds We Hide
Some of us grew up being told we weren’t enough, scolded or beaten by those meant to protect us. We learned early that opening up leads to hurt. That safety is temporary. That when things are good, it’s only a matter of time before the rug gets ripped out.
So we stay guarded.

Open letter Part 1

Open Letter: To Those Who Feel Invisible part 1
                           By Jason "Yngvi" Wall


The Quiet Struggle
Some of us are just trying to get through the day. We don’t want to

Open to expression

Each day a blank canvas
I am the artist brandishing the brush
~ my life an art exhibit


Wordku: 5-7-5 words

AP: 3rd place 2025

open secret

immediate and intimate
caress of divine magnetism
throb of bliss that does not abate
enlivening mind-body prism 

hark the sound of one hand clapping
as soma nectar births cool heat
mind of heart’s awake whilst napping 
silence pervading love’s bliss beat

An Open Heart

An open heart, unguarded and true,  
spills light like dawn across the dew.  
Its glow, a quiet, golden flame,  
draws souls who never knew its name.  

It listens more than it speaks aloud,  
a gentle force beneath the crowd.  
Moments bloom where it has been.
Soft echoes of what might

with arms wide open

imagine
if I was harmless
from the hurt
that lives
deep down
but shallow 
in my stomach
that is to big
for my bones to carry

imagine if I was
littler
than the girl
who told me that
she would rather die
than live in my arms
once more

mysterious I am
with my black cloak
leaving my
home
that I long
to be free from
but not redeeming 
enough
to pick up my stuff and leave
to

OUTSIDE THE OPEN WINDOW

OUTSIDE THE OPEN WINDOW
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outside the open window,
petals hang like whispers,
dainty eyelashes fluttering~
a soft ballet in the arms
of the zephyr

In the morning, when I open my eyes at dawn

In the morning, when I open my eyes at dawn,
She is the sun that lights up my world with her silken rays.
In her face resting on the pillow of dreams, I find the first light,
And before I wrap myself in the mantle of night, she is my last glance.
She is the light of my life,

You leave the window slightly open for me

You leave the window slightly open for me, knowing that I love the smell of rain,
those mornings when the sun hides and the world seems washed by dreams.
You give me a half-smile when you find a strand of hair on your sweater,
and you don't brush it off, keeping it as a silent sign of my

An Open Book

Her pregnancy was like an open book
quite readable with just a cursory look.
She wore a gown that trailed in white
and grinned a guiltless smile as bright.
And why not, white was only a tradition,
her virginity a sold out first edition. 

Unlock the gate

you guard your words
like they're atomic bombs
and your worst fears
might to come true

why isolate yourself
the world has so much to offer
dreams are worth fighting for

reach for the moon
instead of worrying
someone may steal your shoes



AP: Honorable Mention 2025

Open Portals

Portal after portal, 
I travel immortal, 
A soul informal, 
A human with morals, 
Riding just outside normal.
Entering through an open portal, 
Showing more to reach for, 
A reason to explore, 
Deeper parts of your core.
Stored information waits to be discovered, 
I have uncovered you, 
Giving a different view, 
A way to see through, 
What you

An Open Fire

I miss an open fire.
Warmth, these days, 
is breathed out of the thin lips
of a plastic vent commanded 
by a button.
There is nowhere now 
where I can sit 
and stare into the depths 
of a dancing flame, 
enter that sacred space
where thoughts and mystery 
meet and reconnects something 
in me to its earliest roots. 

I

Open Door Policy

Hi sweet lady, do you know?
If you do please tell me so
Once a year, is that too much?
Those words from you are like a touch
Of velvet fingers, soft on skin
My door is open do come in
Take my heart, I want you to
Uno, you know, ILU

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