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Wanda Bellmer Poem
Today I saw you crying
I sent you lots of love
I hope that you can feel lit
Sent from heaven above
I know you love me dearly
And I'd like to be there, too
Feeling you holding me in your arms
The way you long to do.
I know that you are sad
As you gaze up to the skies
Know that I'm here beside you
Looking in your eyes.
I see the pain you feel inside
It's tearing you apart
But I want you to know and feel
My presence in your heart.
I feel your love and kindness
And the gentleness of your heart
You're not a stranger to me, Mom,
Though I know that we're apart.
I can't wait to finally see you
God says you'll be here soon
On that glorious day when I'm with you,
I will love you to the moon!
Copyright © Wanda Bellmer | Year Posted 2018
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Wanda Bellmer Poem
With every rose there are thorns: fear, pain, jealousy, anxiety, sadness, and grief
It takes time, love, and patience to grow a beautiful rose bush
But it's time well-spent in order to see the complexity and beauty hidden beneath and between each layer
It is in the depths of the layers that happiness, contentment, peace, love, and joy will be revealed to those who choose to open their eyes and see
While the rose may appear a little rough around the edges, look harder and discover the delicate design created by our Master
Layers slowly unravel and display the scars from pains of the past as the rose grows and develops
Water droplets fall on the petals creating a stream of nutrients for the flower to bloom
The free-flowing stream of water allows love to grow as fragrance fills the air
Thorns along the way remind you of the pain and loss you once endured so you can appreciate the beauty in the new blooming rose
In this bloom, there will be a new joy and an opportunity for mature love and purity to thrive creating a garden of beauty for all to see and share in
Scarring from pain and suffering is now faded and there is a joy and freedom to love and be loved that surpasses all understanding
The promise and hope of new beginnings
Stop to smell the roses and remember how beautiful you are inside and out!
Copyright © Wanda Bellmer | Year Posted 2018
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Wanda Bellmer Poem
I am a victim
And I refuse to believe that
I can overcome the symptoms of PTSD
I realize that this may be a shock, but
I will heal my pain
Is a lie
My life is hopeless
In 30 years, I will tell my children that
I have my priorities straight because
Hatred
Is more important than
Love
I tell you this:
Once upon a time
I was strong
But this will not be true in my era
I am a failure
Experts tell me
I am unlovable
I do not conclude that
I will be loved
In the future,
I will lose the battle
No longer can it be said that
I am worthless
It is foolish to presume that
I am a survivor
And all of this will come true unless we reverse it.
(Now read the poem from the bottom to the top.)
Copyright © Wanda Bellmer | Year Posted 2018
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Wanda Bellmer Poem
My days are long, but the nights are longer.
I can't wait for the day when I feel stronger!
My emotions are high, but my energy is low.
I wish that my healing wasn't so slow!
Time, tears, and talking is the name of the game,
But the most difficult of all is feeling the shame.
So many issues confusing my mind,
Discovering the truth feels so unkind.
Revealing my pain and learning to talk,
Wanting to run, but needing to walk,
Changing my thinking is ever so slow,
While feeling emotions will help me to grow.
Healing is hard work and requires much time.
This mountain is tall but so worth the climb!
The paths that I choose are mine to claim,
Refusing to be buried beneath this pain.
Facing my fears and feeling emotions,
Riding the waves on the largest of oceans,
As each wave subsides, a new one arises,
I'm removing my mask and all the disguises.
For what lies beneath is a story untold,
A treasure worth seeking and once to behold.
There is so much beauty hidden within,
Waiting to shine, when at last I win!
Copyright © Wanda Bellmer | Year Posted 2018
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