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Hug Her Sharp Edges

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She was peace, Riding on his chaos,  Swallowed in his turmoil Shrivelled in disbelief  Tearing at the seams with doubt Wondering why  Why must she carry weights not meant for her?  Why must she hold the reins, be the anchor?  Why Why must she, As chaos embodied her He was flying while she was drowning. She was peace Standing in place, riveted Keeping that which consumed her  Shrouded in disconnect Sharp-tongued and strong-willed Wondering when  When will she put down the weights not her own When will she hold the reins, be the anchor When When will she As hope overtook her He was flying while she was rising. She is peace Arriving comes full cycle Starting in the middle She learned to live in the moment Blooming in the place life placed her Wondering ceased The weights she carried, placed in Mercy's seat Holding the reins, being the anchor, stronger for it There Becoming whole As faith filled the void She was flying just as he was.  @Sue.Ketter

A Sorry Heart (Author: Chemasop Cheruiyot)

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I'm sorry, my love, for being the center of your world, For falling deeply, with no walls to unfurl. I taste your patience, and I'm filled with regret, For unanswered calls, and the silence we can't forget. Perhaps I've driven you to find solace in another's place, A temporary fix for the love we once shared in this space. If regret is what you feel, for meeting me, I understand, I'm sorry for my flaws, and the love that's lost its stand. I'm sorry for overreacting, for delaying our sail, For not jumping into the boat, and navigating love's gale. But if you'll take my hand, and have me back in your life, I promise to sail with you, through every storm and strife. @Chamasop Cheruiyot 

Existential

The consequential price she paid, The more she stood still  The more the shadows grew.   @Sue.Ketter

Fire does Not get Burnt

Love crossed her path  Dressed in sunset vibes and bad boy aura  Smiled and waved at her,  She took a breath, frowned  Doubtful  Gave a guarded smile Walked on, never looking back  Loving herself was long overdue.   @Sue.Ketter

Unspoken

It happened again  Inadvertently  Lingering déjà vu Caged herself within the confines of peace making  Locked the space outside  Thoughts racing, overlapping, stumbling To escape the cycle  Looping on and on.   @Sue.Ketter

Sell Me Your Time

Do not try to save me I was made broken  This box I put myself in  Only opens from inside  Do not try to save me Lest I pull you into my brokenness  In this windowless box Only I can open  Do not try to save me Your quiet presence is all I require  To light up this box I live in Only opening to breath Do not try to save me I have strength the size of Supergirl  When time is right  Only then shall the box open    @Sue.Ketter

Forever and a Day

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Forever seems like a long time But see forever is not always aways away  Sometimes it gets here sooner  And good bye reminds you  That forever is relative. When time suddenly stops  And yet keeps going  The last hello The last laugh The last smile  The last good bye 🫂  And In the quiet moments  When grief steals herself a seat beside you  To remind you that forever happened  Embrace her, let her in Tell her I see you,  Knowing grief is a manifestation of love.    @Sue.Ketter

Dreamers of Day

She lived only for that moment  When silence met with the echoes  Born from longing  Plucking at the strings of fate Moulded by time. Time moving through her,  Around her Beside her Never before her Wavy, cyclical, never linear. Linearly holding herself  In  the confines of notions prejudiced Shattering expectations  With her unequivocal saunter Becoming, chance arriving. Arriving at the destination  Courage summoned from within  Through the maze, flowing, reaching  Wielding only herself, a masterpiece  The epitome of self.   @Sue.ketter

Cracked Teacup Dreams

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Fear, I have faced you many a times  Hidden behind fake brevity  Holding nerves with shaking hands Stood at a standstill  Afraid the boat might rock  Lest we sink in the abyss of perpetual motion. I see the destination  The becoming  and unbecoming  Holding back My crown down  For a moments peace Should I let the world observe me.   Do not swallow me  Attention; I want you, I don't want you I crave courage  Come find me courage I long to soar high  Whilst I hide in the safety of anonymous. I shall hold you amidst despair Do not disparage me. This stumbling in between  Searching and finding  Giving and taking  Knowing and being. Shall I match beyond the pages To the stages  The podium awaits  For the performative performance  I long to soar high  Whilst I hide in the safety of anonymous.    @Sue.Ketter

Feels like Rain

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She's a hard pill to swallow that one She leaves many a troubled souls in her wake  I shall equate her to a deluge.  @Sue.Ketter 

Crossroads

I will tell you a story  That in itself is irrelevant Truthfully fictitious with obscure facts Forming misinformed opinions  Entirely bereft of objectivity  Listen with your eyes open and ears closed Oh, I mean eyes closed and ears open  Utter the assertion that of which you've not heard  Speak the tale that of which you've not seen May this anecdote shutter your disbelief  Get lost in the abundance of anticipation  Ill equipped to handle truth, run as it approaches  Clutching at the markinations of ambiguity  Appease with opinions informed by beliefs  Unlike beliefs informed by opinions Listen closely, regardless  The story in itself is irrelevant.   @Sue.Ketter

Who AM I ?

I am the gentle breeze, Flowing through quietly, The dead of night, The stillness in the silence, wherein I thrive. I am the lessons learnt, The scars I've carried are my blueprints, The culmination of all that sorounds me, The sum of which constitutes the person I become. In the midst of life's journey, Somewhere in time, In the echoes of certain uncertainty,  Where, in what form shall we meet again?   @Sue.Ketter

I Call Upon Joy

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I offer the keys of my heart to Joy And let it be my guest  For as much as it wants Encamped in my soul. The sunny days Through the meadow we run Music enlighting All is laughter. Shall I swim in the light It becons me so I call upon Joy  May your visit be longstanding.   @Sue.Ketter

Deeply Echoes

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She was amazed, looking back  When she's at her most jagged era All they saw, her blank expression The quiet girl with the long hair She was holding onto strands of faith  So paper thin, she died a thousand times  To keep her sanity.   @Sue,Ketter

To Die is Not the End of All ( So we Live )

She was drawn to the night  In light, she tried to stay There was, a softness to the shadow  It called to her.  Here she felt the most at ease  So clung to the dark corners of her soul Giving in to the stillness The dead of night, a warm embrace. She has traversed the bounds  Peeking into the brightness While courting at the markinations  Bearing the weight, a safe place. She let it engulf her  The sable of night There she was home  The darkness, comforting.    @Sue.Ketter

Bright Star

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If my purpose was to be the light 🕯️, Grant me then  The grace to hold the candle still.     @Sue.Ketter

Destined to Pass You by

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Trading the edge of rain  Collecting droplets from the torrent  Biding the sun to shine upon us  Fairy tales were only half the story  I hope you remember to turn the pages At the chapter you arrived on. Dancing in the flurry  Welcoming the volley Laughing at the storm  Raging through the outpour I hope you remember to turn the pages At the chapter you arrived on. Sauntering through the yarn Weaving the fable we yearn Holding onto tomorrow  Today remained untouched  I hope you remember to turn the pages At the chapter you arrived on.    @Sue.Ketter 

Free Fall

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Off to a place unknown  Beyond the scope  Fear will not hold me, To brave waves  I hoist my sail of prayer  In my boat of faith,  As grace covers me  So will goodness and mercy follow me.      @Sue.Ketter

Broken Mirror

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Daughters of War

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Born with tragedy infused into her bones  With every affliction that gnawed at her She let herself die so she could live. Listen to her silence  Her quiet carries black holes of longing  Perhaps for a home she never knew. Loving her will consume you Still, resilience is her language  She speaks love in whispers.   @Sue.Ketter

If I'm being Honest

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Time and time again  However did you survive? Did I survive? I'd like to think I lived  Through it all I lived For to feel pain is to be alive  If pain is the measure of life  Then I have lived.   @Sue.Ketter

Out of Order

Set her free from the chaos within  Ignite her soul with life  Let the light flow through the walls  Brake her out of these loops;  Sad, dizzying, entangled  She's braved the dark yet again     @Sue.Ketter

Dear Tomorrow

Do arrive gently at my doorstep, Send signs as you approach, Bring with you tranquility. If you carry a storm, Drizzle your way in, Your landing be gradual. As you leave, Carry with you the struggles of today,  Let love and hope remain.    @Sue.Ketter

We Turn Into Poetry

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Beautifully crafted  Moulded in likeness  Purposely led Through the vastness  Weaving life's thread Through lives touched Connected and disconnected  To return contented  From whence came We turn into poetry.  @Sue.Ketter

Ladders in The Sky

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If the sky is the limit Then let me build  My castles in the sky To be a dreamer, dreaming  Dreaming  Painting with words Reaching up, rising  Touching lives  Pouring out from fantastical views Occasionally informed by reality   @Sue.Ketter

Between the Lines

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Gentleness does not equate weakness  As absence of violence does not equate gentleness. In her gentle presence  With quiet a smile  She's the picture of peace For to be benign  One must first inflame. Her gaze, it scotches  She's born of ferity She's been a phoenix  For to give light  One must first burn. In her still ways  She carries humility  She's every bit idyllic  For to be gentle  One must first burn.   @Sue.Ketter

Dear Gentle Reader

Dear gentle reader  Here I go again  Writing about dreams  If you ask me about my dream  I would not know what to tell you  As Carl Jung said "If a path before you is very clear, you're probably following on someone else's" I have yet to marry my dream to my purpose. What is my dream? All i know is, I am writing  As I have always written  Words flowing, cascading through the pages To make sense of the world within and without me To unravel the chaos To let in the light wherein I would otherwise drown. My words, what weight do they carry? I have a hope though  That they would enlighten, inspire As my quest to fathom this journey called life  For I too have been lost I am bereft of judgement  Where my dreams take me My purpose will meet me there.  @Sue.Ketter

Somewhere Between Then and Now

Have you thought of roads not taken  The choices you made  Where did they lead? The people who passed by you  The lessons you learnt Where did they go? The waves of change  Where they gentle,  Forming overtime?  As water flows to form a river Where they rough,  All consuming? As a raging as a storm  Now here, looking back  The unbecoming that led to becoming  Can you say, oh! that's why? Learnt patience, in the waiting  Learnt holding on, in the storm  The reason for being  Was in the growing  Strength in the knowing  Peace in the healing  Somewhere between then and now   @Sue.Ketter

A King Without A Crown

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A crown without a king Sits above the throne, For its owner to adorn it  He must be acknowledged  @Sue.Ketter

The Chronicles of Izel

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Ask me tomorrow  How yesterday became today  I'll tell you a tale about the dream maker from the world of Izel, who bestowed the gift of dreams to his people. From the dreams came, leaders, healers, teachers, farmers and Innovators They propelled the world forward  From land came nourishment From herbs came medicine  From earth came minerals, metals and gems alike. There was unity, harmony, benevolence  Until greed crept in, and in the name of free will some had misguided ways of reaching those dreams Their desire for more power, more wealth gave into oppression of their fellow people. From leaders came dictators From teachers came false prophets From innovators came death and destruction  What was once for good, was now maligned. So the dream maker sought to right the balance He chose a clairvoyant of whom he granted the gift of sight, She was the voice of reason  He chose an ascendant of whom he assigned the gift of sword, he was a vangua...