OHHHHH how my mind plays tricks,
Have I forgotten or just repressed?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My mind repeats the words spoke oh so long ago…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
You are TOO loud, TOO fat, TOO afraid, TOO soft, TOO awkward,
Your are TOO much of a goody-goody, you just talk TOO much…
Mark my words you will never amount to anything, you are not enough…
You’re not good enough so sit back down here missy; who do you think you are? <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Crushed and broken, feeling all alone…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
YET in the unsettled hours of evening a friend stirs my soul with an ever so gentle whisper and I REMEMBER…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I REMEMBER the essence of my soul…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I AM <\/strong>a mother. Ohhh the DUPLICITY of it all…<\/p>\n\n\n\n My soul is bound by nothing of this world and of this world I AM NOT.<\/p>\n\n\n\n No longer bound by your incessant murmurings of doubt. Hush, it’s no longer your turn…be silent. I AM <\/strong>a Phoenix rising and RISE <\/span><\/strong>I shall.<\/p>\n\n\n\n ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* <\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n SIDEBAR<\/em><\/strong>…Until tonight have have not written any poetry since I was in my twenties…a little over 3 decades…and I don’t really know why…so please be gentle with these words as I wrote them literally tonight as I walked my dog and stopped in the park. A peaceful breeze and the humming of my mind. <\/p>\n\n\n\n DEDICATION<\/em><\/strong>…tonight as I read words from Dana, April, Lana and Lori, I remembered who I had forgotten…ME<\/strong>. I realized for so long I have tried to prune the “displeasing” things of who others thought or think I am. But I awaken once more to remember that other broken souls have a path to travel and some are unable to travel without leaving others in their wake. Others truly have the gift of lifting and breathing life…THANK YOU my sisters for choosing to breathe life!!! Thank you Dana, I am eternally grateful. LYS<\/p>\n\n\n\n Photo courtesy of pixabay.com<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Photo courtesy of pixabay.com<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":8,"featured_media":340,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[6],"tags":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/06\/phoenix-4947406_1280.jpg","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/331"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/8"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=331"}],"version-history":[{"count":9,"href":"https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/331\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":361,"href":"https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/331\/revisions\/361"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/340"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=331"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=331"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveyoustrong.us\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=331"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
I AM <\/strong>a daughter.
I AM <\/strong>a sister.
I AM <\/strong>a cousin.
I AM <\/strong>a niece.
I AM <\/strong>a friend.
I AM <\/strong>a poet.
I AM <\/strong>a writer.
I AM <\/strong>a singer.
I AM <\/strong>a storyteller.
I AM <\/strong>a connector.
I AM <\/strong>a builder.
I AM <\/strong>a creative.
I AM <\/strong>a thinker.
I AM <\/strong>a problem solver.
I AM <\/strong>an innovator.
I AM <\/strong>a comedian among friends.
I AM <\/strong>an assertive powerhouse.
I AM <\/strong>a bad-ass.
I AM <\/strong>a peacemaker.
I AM <\/strong>a gypsy soul.
I AM <\/strong>soul deep.
I AM <\/strong>a believer.
I AM <\/strong>a light.
I AM <\/strong>a beacon of hope.
I AM <\/strong>a leader.
I AM <\/strong>a teacher.
I AM <\/strong>a mentor.
I AM <\/strong>a mediator.
I AM <\/strong>a champion.
I AM <\/strong>a child.
I AM <\/strong>a lover.
I AM <\/strong>a giver.
I AM <\/strong>a fighter.
I AM <\/strong>an empath and so much more…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
HUSH demons, HUSH!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Release your anguished grip…see my ashes, feel my power, watch me rise…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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