Tag: wordswishesandwisdom

Generational Trauma

Do onto others as you wish to be done onto
This is the call
Cast off the shackles of
Abuse
Neglect
Mistreatment 
Harm
The scars that mar your ancestors 
The scars that mar you
The greatest gift given in life
Free will 
Wield it like a craftsman 
Hold it like a pen and
Rewrite your story 
Erase the patterns from your pages
Show your children that you
Can reshape the stars in the sky
Show them how to heal in the light of the moon
And the bright beacon of day
No future is written in stone 
No fate inevitable 
Let it begin here
By deciding the pain of the past 
Ends here

-gws
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Happy NaPoWriMo! Here’s my Day 5 poem called Generational Trauma. #poetry #wordsmithing #poem #writer #wordswishesandwisdom #poet #poetsoftiktok #poetryTok #NaPoWriMo #NaPoWriMo2024 #poetryreading

♬ Metamorphosis – David Clavijo

She is a Poet

She is a poet 
An enigmatic storyteller
A word-painter who colors outside the lines
Who sometimes rhymes
Language her artistic medium
Manifesting nouns and verbs
Seeking nuanced shades in adjectives and adverbs
Crafting simile and metaphor
Manipulating personification and hyperbole
Until a shape evolves
This scaffolding for allegory to be called a poem
A golem built from meticulously chosen words
Watercolor emotions
Empathetic evocations
The work imbued with the DNA of her life experience
Powered by hope for her audience to feel at a visceral level
A fraction of the tsunami that lives in her

-gws

@wordswishesandwisdom

Happy NaPoWriMo! Here’s my Day 4 poem called She is a Poet. #poetry #wordsmithing #poem #writer #wordswishesandwisdom #poet #poetsoftiktok #poetryTok #NaPoWriMo #NaPoWriMo2024 #poetryreading

♬ original sound – GWS

Getting Over You (and Other Divine Interventions)

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The Universe intervened
In our amber-trapped lives
Cleaving us asunder 
Now that your umbra is clearing
I begin to see the Universe has
Gifted me infinite sunrises 
Bursting with innumerable possibilities
After half my life with you
Standing you up
Holding you up
I find myself suddenly free
Of the responsibility of you
I delight in the joy of doing anything
Without your judgment
I relax remembering that there are no 
Relentless expectations to navigate
I revel in a full night's uninterrupted sleep
I relinquish more and more tension from my body
As each day passes without you
A single divine gift containing 
All the possibilities I can dream of
I will not get over you in a day
You have left me a moonscape
Desolate and damaged
I will redeem and reclaim myself
Both shadow and light
Ever shifting and changing
Just like the magnificent moon

-gws



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Happy NaPoWriMo! Here’s my Day 3 poem called Getting Over You (and Other Divine Interventions). #poetry #wordsmithing #poem #writer #wordswishesandwisdom #poet #poetsoftiktok #poetryTok #NaPoWriMo #NaPoWriMo2024 #poetryreading

♬ original sound – GWS

This is the Poem I’ll Never Write

Holding hands in matching rockers
Laughing about when we were young
You reminiscing about record stores and ska shows
As I tell our grandchildren tales of magic
Spending our sunset days in loving conversations
Each other's best bestie
Strolling into the ever after that follows the happily

-gws

The Glory of Rainy Days

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Deep gray clouds cover the sky like a heavy blanket
Rain drums relentlessly on the shiny gray asphalt
The world is a tapestry of gray
Gray is beautiful

This is the glory of rainy days
They leave the world to its quiet contemplation
Its deep introspection
Rain cleanses more than the greater world
It penetrates into the soul
And washes away the dust of living

Rain awakens a simple joy
With renewal and rejuvenation
The meditation of raindrops on glass
Droplets colliding into each other
Reflecting the world in a new perspective while
Drawing meandering paths across glittering window panes

-gws

How to Eat a Rainbow

Glittering seeds that sparkle in winter
Much like a geode cracked open

Textured spheres like palm-sized suns
Perfume the grove with citrus tang

Oblong bunches entice with 
promises of creamy, tropical sweetness 

Tart, crisp heralds of autumn 
Ready to move from bushel to Thanksgiving pie

Baskets of chewable night-sky pearls 
Fresh from bush to muffin tin

Plump globes hang heavy on the vine in the tea-colored afternoon sun
Destined for bottle, jar, or a snack popped between a lover’s lips

-gws

Liminal State

I exist in a liminal state
A being 
And not a being

Grief ebbs and flows in king tides
Emptying me
Submerging me
Stealing away my breath
With its pressure changes
Feelings grow in question marks
Within my hollow chest
Proliferating like fungus in the fall
Inside of my being that is not a being

Emptiness overflowing with nothingness
Destruction and restoration
Warring to fill the immeasurable void
Shaped like my cremated heart
Pulsing with unfathomable aching
Testing the tolerances of 
My being that is not a being

It is surreal to be and not be
To experience the reality of the question 
Posed by Master Shakespeare 
In rhyme and sonnet so long ago
To understand that one can be both
A being and not a being

-gws
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Happy NaPoWriMo! Here’s my Day 2 poem called Liminal State. #poetry #wordsmithing #poem #writer #wordswishesandwisdom #poet #poetsoftiktok #poetryTok #NaPoWriMo #NaPoWriMo2024 #poetryreading

♬ Serenity – Hariseno