Re(dis)covery

; I am not alone. You are not alone. Shitty original poetry, music I love and screaming into the void ;

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written in the blood of our hearts,

watermarked with the essence of our souls.

words to paper become reflections of our being,

like standing before a mirror of silver.

gaze with me into another's looking glass

find connection, hope and love.

poetry is but the vessel in which we commune,

giving humanity to mere humans.

transcend your body with me

and become words.

-Transcendent-

BL 2022

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you don’t get to lay

and watch the stars with me

while you hold the shovel

that buries me in earth.

-Eat Your Dirt Cake-

BL June 2026

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I live my life

without regret,

still, often I long

for what used to be.

-Go Back-

BL June 2026

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honeysuckle melody

transuding my lung,

left to right to in to out,

and I’m to overdrive

imagining.

the calm sweat

of synapses fire,

the tingle of

anticipation.

there’s a cold chill

along the evening air

and still I gave you

-My Sweater-

BL 2026

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why do I come back here when

everything feels broken?

it was to be a joyful place.

yet here I am,

again.

letting leaves rot like

my mouth,

like my words.

instead of appreciating the colors,

the crack of them

underfoot,

I march on

-Leafblower-

BL June 2026

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a ceiling fan sealing

fresh paint to the wall

single pane glass

set to a withered frame.

an open invitation

to moths trickling dust,

faëries across the toadstool,

as I let go the fumes.

I’m finding peace in the quiet work

of making my world reflect me.

-Renovations-

BL 2025

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I made time for words

when I was so tired

of the world,

so tired.

the words became mud

the world dreams

I miss them;

the words,

the world.

but hey

-At Least I’m Sleeping-

BL 2025

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I believed

that in going before 40,

death would be a tragedy;

that going after 40,

life would be one.

I stretch closer every day

towards that mark,

that imaginary midpoint,

and see I am more.

I am more than a bloodstain;

built to be a bonfire.

-Burn Bright-

BL 2025

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I said once in a poem

that there is nothing like a desert

to make you miss the trees

but how should I feel now

that I am surrounded by green

with my eyes gone numb

to their beauty?

-Blank-

BL 2024

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I will not abide this anger

I will not abide

I will not abide this vision

that I can do no wrong

I will not abide this anger

at the world

which comes from within.

-I Will Not Abide-

BL 2024

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I didn’t think

myself worthy of words

not so long ago

and somehow

it was another lifetime

-I Didn’t Think-

BL 2024

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it took so much walking

to accept that reality

is kinder than my mind.

it’s taken even more

to make those things meet

in a place of peace.

now I stand, barefoot,

in this field of wildflowers;

I stand and I know

it was worth every pair of shoes.

-Grassy Toes-

BL 2024

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on the cliffs edge

of my every desire

I leap trusting

the wind will let me fly

-Swan Dive-

BL 2024

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if I had a twenty fifth hour

I’d spend it someplace green

surround myself in cherry flowers

I’d listen to wind, to bees.

here I am,

my days so filled

as I take care

of things.

the hardest truth is not that

I need more time, but that

I feel I’m not worth making time

for me.

-Twenty Fifth Hour-

BL 2024

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“I am waking up and I feel whole again…”

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when a butterfly’s wings begin to crumble

do you think she asks herself

“what now do I become?”

-Transmogrify-

BL 2024

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sometimes my writing

feels like screaming.

sometimes my words feel

so small,

so far away.

-Detached-

BL 2024