Category poetry

Self-Care

Vonita 16 Comments

The more time I spend on healing, the more I realize the importance of self-care. On making the better choices for my own self. Some choices strengthen and others weaken. 

Recently I placed myself in a situation that I knew would not be good for me. I did it anyway. Because I could. Because I wanted to. I could feel the strength ebb from me. I was giving my power away.

(Perhaps) fortunately I became ill and had an  enforced break. My strength was renewed.

I have been able to stand back and allow myself the power and freedom to make choices for strength. For self-care. For self-love. 

For me.

Abundance

Vonita 3 Comments

The world offers abundance. The earth has power that we can not even comprehend. Homes and houses and cities destroyed within one fell swoop.

We are nothing. And yet. We are part of that abundance. We are creation. We are formed from the same power.

And we have life.

Words As Water

Vonita 16 Comments

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Feeling unsettled – oh, what does it mean?
Wandering aimlessly with soles in the sand.
How to handle the feelings within?
Desperately, anxiously, seeking rest for the soul.

Retreating inside and all I can feel
Is sadness and darkness and sorrow so real.
But the words start to flow and gently they heal
Cleansing, refreshing, the faster they go.

Words and rhyme and rhythm and song,
Humming so softly in whispers surreal.
The water is warm, and the flow is so strong—
Soothing and caring, always comforting still.

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Words with Power

Vonita 2 Comments

If it was pain you wanted to cause 

Then you absolutely did choose the most

Perfect words in season 

To cut through my bravado –

My flimsy self-protective layer

Thrusting your sword with power

Right through me.

Winding Road

Vonita 7 Comments

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It’s a winding road, it is indeed

That leads us from our naked starts

To push ahead with toil and strife

And bring us finally into night

The moon will shine while owls keep watch

Until we reach that end at last

The end of life, the end of dawn –

Ever closer to our

Celestial stars;

Silently twinkling.

 

Photo by Filip Zrnzević on Unsplash

Standing Tall

Vonita 3 Comments

Pain, pain go away

Come again another day 

Let me cry, my tears to fall 

And when it’s done 

I’ll stand up tall.

Little White Butterfly

Vonita 4 Comments


For every pain I felt

Every rejection 

And every hurt

They have all blown away

Like balloons floating far

Up into the sky

I watch them go

All those colours 

Of dark and black and blue 

And I hold out my arm

To the little white butterfly 

That lands so softly

So gently on my

Outstretched hand.

Abstract

Vonita 7 Comments

My dreams flash back before my eyes

That strange illuminated abstract world

Of thoughts

Of feelings 

Of ideas

Of life

I wonder what they mean 

I ponder the reality 

Of that which is not

Real at all

Healed

Vonita 8 Comments

I had a conversation the other day.

And I could say with honesty

I am healed

Seven and a half months later and it is done

I am healed.