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Saturday 13 January 2024

THE ILLUSION OF BEING...by Tahlia Hunter

"THE ILLUSION OF BEING..."
by Tahlia Hunter

And on the path of self-acceptance,

These twelve illusions you shall shed:

The illusion of being unwanted:

For, in truth, there is no such thing as an unwanted soul.

The illusion of being unlovable:

For your true self is love.

The illusion of unworthiness:

For you are always deserving of love and success.

The illusion of being weird:

For there is no such thing as normal.

The illusion of needing external validation:

For your worth is never dependent on another's approval.

The illusion of being insignificant:

For your presence impacts all of humanity.

The illusion of being powerless:

For within you lies the strength to shape your destiny and influence the world.

The illusion of not being good enough:

For you were born good enough.

The illusion of being a burden:

For your existence is a precious gift, and your contributions add value.

The illusion of being unsuccessful:

For success is subjective, and your path is uniquely yours.

The illusion of being ugly:

Because that label only ever reflects the viewer being incapable of seeing beauty.

And the illusion that aging decreases your value:

For, in truth, you are not a body but a soul.

Words by Tahlia Hunter

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SISTERS by Joanne Boyle

"SISTERS"
by Joanne Boyle

Let us sit together,

and tell tales of the past.

Let us remember the dreams,

and the hopes we once cast.

Let us meet once again,

be the children we where,

before you disappear

or I can't be there.

Let us laugh like we did,

when we were both young

when we would hide,

when life was fun.

Let us not forget,

the blood that we share,

but instead forget,

those words of despair.

Let us still run free,

no matter of age.

Let us write our chapters,

let me read your page.

Let us be Sisters,

and best friends too.

Let us be Us,

just a Me and a You.

Joanne Boyle

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GOODNIGHT, GODBLESS

"GOODNIGHT, GODBLESS"
(author unknown)

I stood by your bed last night; I came to have a peep.

I could see that you were crying; you found it hard to sleep.

I spoke to you softly as you brushed away a tear,

"It's me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here."

I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea,

You were thinking of the many things and memories of me.

I was with you at the shops today; your arms were getting sore.

I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.

I was with you at my grave today; you tend it with such care.

I want to re-assure you, that I'm not lying there.

I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key.

I gently put my hand on you; I smiled and said, "it's me."

You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair.

I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there.

It's possible for me, to be so near you everyday.

To say to you with certainty, "I never went away."

You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew...

in the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.

The day is over... I smile and watch you yawning

and say "good-night, God bless, I'll see you in the morning."

And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,

I'll rush across to greet you and we'll stand, side by side.

I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see.

Be patient, live your journey out...then come home to me.

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LIGHT by Joanne Boyle

"LIGHT"
by Joanne Boyle

Let me be the light

to your darkest day.

Let me be the hope

to help you on your way.

Let me be the vision

of what you hope to find.

Let me be the peace

you need to free your mind.

Let me be your voice

until you find your own.

Let me be the love

that you were never shown.

Let me take the lead

whilst I am feeling strong.

Let me take your load,

let me be the one.

Let me hold the light.

You have come so far.

Now let me see you shine,

like the star you are.

Joanne Boyle

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FAIRYTALE by Becky Hemsley 2022

"FAIRYTALE"
by Becky Hemsley 2022

This is for the princess

Who is trapped up in the tower

You think you have no cards to play

No leverage or power

Because you’ve read the books that start

With ‘once upon a time’

And so you’re waiting

‘Til a handsome prince comes riding by

You’re hoping that your beauty

Is enough to see you through

That he will see a pretty face

And fall in love with you

Well, let me tell a secret

You see, I once thought like this

I thought that thin or pretty

Would deliver true love’s kiss

So I craved a certain number

In the clothes that I would wear

I modified my make-up

And the way I wore my hair

But it’s not quite as simple

As they make out in the books

True love is not determined

By our bodies or our looks

You see, your real beauty’s

Not wrapped up in what you weigh

Your face may bring you suitors

But it will not make them stay

What will is all your courage

And the way your heart is kind

Your spirit, your adventure

And the way you speak your mind

But none of that will matter

Until you can see your worth

The truest love you’ll ever know

Is loving yourself first

So buy your own glass slippers

And take yourself to the ball

Then sing and dance as if

Nobody else is there at all

Let others crave the beauty

That is wrapped within your soul

You’re waiting to be rescued

Just ‘cause that’s what you’ve been told

But with your heart and spirit

You don’t need anyone else

So let your hair down princess

And go and save yourself

******

Becky Hemsley 2022

Artwork by the exquisitely talented kelogsloops

'Fairytale' is from What the Wild Replied

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Friday 12 January 2024

SO START SMALL by Becky Hemsley 2023

"SO START SMALL"
Becky Hemsley 2023

Life can feel a little 'big' sometimes. A little overwhelming. Suffocating.

We can feel like we have huge bridges to cross

or giant mountains to move.

And sometimes it seems as if it's a bridge too far and a mountain too high.

But just remember...

No one crosses a bridge without first taking a few steps.

And no one moves a mountain without first moving a few rocks.

Every big job is made up of lots of smaller ones.

Start small.

Small voices create big change if they don't give up.

Small footsteps walk long journeys if they keep going.

And small bricks can build huge towers if there are enough of them.

So start small.

And one day - without realising - you might find that

you're halfway across the bridge

or that you've moved half the mountain.

And you might find that life has become a little 'smaller'. A little less overwhelming.

And you'll be able to stand on that bridge for a moment.

Stand with the mountain for a minute.

And you'll be able to breathe.

******

Becky Hemsley 2023

Stunning artwork by Lea Androic (@leaandroicart on Instagram)

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THE SKY by Becky Hemsley 2022

"THE SKY"
by Becky Hemsley 2022

He asked of me why it was raining

He asked was it tears from the sky

And I replied yes

That this was the case

That even the heavens can cry

He asked of me what was the thunder

He said it was hurting his ears

And I told him that sometimes

Even the clouds

Need to scream so that somebody hears

He asked of me what was the wind

And why was it whirling and swirling around

So I explained

Even the sky takes deep breaths

When it’s trying to calm itself down

Yet often, we keep our tears secret

And we swallow our own cries for help

And we think that it’s weak

To be catching our breath

So we don’t let our struggles be felt

And yet, if the clouds never emptied

If the sky never screamed through the storm

It would sit growing darker

And darker until

It was simply no use to us all

So throw all your fears to the wind dear

And toss all your tears to the clouds

And you will discover

The infinite power

The heavens hold over the ground

See, it’s normal and natural to struggle

And it’s healthy and human to cry

And if anyone questions

Your power my darling

Just tell them it’s matched by the sky

*****

Becky Hemsley 2022

Beautiful artwork by Manka_kasha

‘The Sky’ is the last poem in my second collection

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