Author Archives: bluemoose13

For days weeks nights and years I sat with this angry and sad fire It wouldn’t take no for answer It had me convinced that I was wrong Convinced that I should respond Fear, guilt, shame, nothing out of bounds Items, topics, desires, some which I can’t claim mine So much rage, guilt, sadness EachContinue reading “Expression”

There is a fire raging inside A heartburn beyond words Aching in every corner Burning from the inside out An angry furnace Quaking, swelling, under tremendous force A rotting stillness disturbed Loss of quietness This secret… may erupt I felt every piece and particle Burning my flesh Harming my insides Stealing my blood Each layerContinue reading “Internal combustion”

Somewhere deep inside is a voice unheard Somewhere, and the depths of my being a harp plays, full vibrant, notes and body with love, joy, safety, peace, and freedom. Somewhere deep in these steps as a soul that never gave in, gave up, relinquished it’s value. Somewhere deep in this heart of mine lay aContinue reading “Afraid to care”

I make no declarations, no promises, of who I’ll be or what I might believe, today Or tomorrow Until I do I close no doors Opening myself Strengthening my signal This I can’t rush It’s not a “no” It’s a not right now I’m altering my own trajectory The vibration of my soul I appreciateContinue reading “Openness”

Love doesn’t look or wait for reasons

I’ve healed past and accept what they are okay with.

If I’m being honest If I really am going to be honest This is honestly the best thing I can do The best I can do I’m giving it my best, honestly, not just for me, for you. Living honest for me looks so much different A different man in the mirror I ever knewContinue reading “Clear view”

In life The exit marker can take a while Then come up quick You’ve earned this. Enjoy it

What was all the pain for The heartache Agony Abandonment Star orphan.. this is just the beginning Life is a beautiful Gift

To be free The wonderful feat The expressionless breath Tides turning Forever and a day She shall return When you exalt your sense When you continue to be upbeat The eyes of the prize continue Living your best life is indeed a treat Go now and be free Follow the wind