Rising [a poem]
By Cara Amy Goldthorpe | Featured Contributor
For so long I’ve been hiding
in the deep valleys
of the caved-in walls
of my heart;
a timid girl
caught in the shackles
of hurt
from lifetimes ago
Eye to I [a poem]
By Saumya Rawat | Featured Contributor
Even when I needed saving,
I needed to first convince them
that I needed saving
or worse…was worth saving.
That test enough delayed the process.
The last few breaths were wasted proving worth,
Where one could have been held and let continued breathing,
One was still questioned on if it’s real,
Time Has Come [a poem]
By Pallavi Sahu | Featured Contributor
Time to pause
Time to reflect
Time to reset has arrived
Time to care
Care for yourself
Care for others has arrived
Work of Heart [a poem]
By Cynthia Cady Stanton | Featured Contributor
Don’t be so exhausted
by the project
of being you.
We are not designed
to be so tired.
You already know this to be true.
Witness the ease
of a blooming flower.
It just does beautifully
what it is meant to do.
Lullaby [a poem]
By Candice Leigh | Featured Contributor
Come in from the outside
follow the sound of my voice
let my words caress you
let my voice be your guide
you are safe here
Quietly in the corner the piano starts to play
with each stroke your shoulders ease
the weight of the world is no more
fall into me and I will catch you
you are safe here
Welcome Back, Demon [a poem on mental illness]
By Brandon Koebernik | Featured Contributor
Welcome back, demon,
I’ve been expecting you.
Now, what is your reason,
For the things I’m going through?
You should hold no power here,
Yet you manage to find a way.
I wish you’d just disappear,
But you reside in my brain.
Continue reading “Welcome Back, Demon [a poem on mental illness]”
Growth [a poem]
By Cara Amy Goldthorpe | Featured Contributor
It would take for my heart
To be ripped apart
Scattered to the corners
Of this paradise haven
For me to come home
To the soul above
And within
To speak my truth
And embrace
This identity of mine
Too long hidden
For so long, swirling
In the shadowy clutch
Of the night’s storm
Yet now I see, I behold
The awakening rose
That is blossoming
In this Dawn
