Rising Like a Phoenix

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Pushing, poking, pulling up old memories-

Rising from tombs

Cutting, clearing, catching bits & piece

Time stuck like- a broken clock

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Dreams-squeezing past layers & layers of

Denial, despair, can’t do it -regret

Pushing, poking, pulling me up

Cutting away roadblocks, clearing paths

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Contractions- pain, umbilical cord cut

Creating a new birthing- me

Throwing off indecision becoming:

Poet, writer, author- spilling truth on paper

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Dead dreams reawakening, rising like-

A phoenix

No more pushing, no more prodding,

No more waiting…

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4 Comments

  1. Wyowoodsmith Reply

    EXCELLENT ! A true inspiring poem- more than I could have imagined

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