Tag: healing
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A Garden Tainted
My heart is alreadya garden taintedby your deceitand your lies.Even when I close my eyes,I still see them—the shadows you planted,the words you twisted,the truth you buriedbeneath your careful smile.Your lies do not leave quietly.They rise like smokefrom the ground of me,staining every placeI once believed was safe.I wanted to trustthe sky of you,the open…
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Turn My Darkness Into Day
Dear Lord,I am tired.I am torn.I am standingin a storm.Turn my darknessinto day.Lift this ache.Lead the way.My heart is heavy.My soul is sore.I knock.I beg.I need Your door.This pain walks with me.Step by step.Breath by breath.And I have wept.Lord, take the weight.Break the chain.Calm the thunder.Ease the pain.Where shadows gather,let light stay.Lord,turn my darknessinto day.…
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The Sorrow in My Heart
The sorrow in my heart is deep,I feel it in the palms of my hands,It follows me even in sleep,And settles where my spirit stands.It lingers in the soles of my feet,Like dust from roads I had to roam,A grief both bitter and complete,Still searching for a place called home.My hands remember what they lost,The…
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The Cry Behind the Smile
There is a cry behind the smile,a small, trembling thingpressed against my ribs,listening to laughteras though it belongsto someone else.Most people never hear it.They see the curve of my lips,the practiced ease,the sunlight I offerlike a welcome mat.They do not seethe storm cellar beneath.The cry lives there.It gathers every disappointment,every goodbye,every moment I needed savingand…
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Empty Breaths and Hollow Lies
She learns him first in broken air,In pauses that pretend to care.His words arrive but never stay,Like smoke that cannot find its way.He speaks in almost-truths at night,Soft enough to sound like light.But when she reaches for his name,It slips away and feels the same.She memorizes what he won’t say,The turning of his eyes away.Each…
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Where Love Goes
Love doesn’t leave all at once.It loosens first—a thread pulled from a seamyou didn’t know was holding everything together.It settles into ordinary places:the quiet side of the bed,the mug you stop reaching for,the space between sentenceswhere something used to answer back.It lingers in the body,a muscle that remembershow to reach without thinking,how to turn toward…
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The Forest and I
The forest and I know each other very well. It has learned the sound of my footsteps and when to go quiet for me. I have learned how its light changes before rain, how the air thickens when it wants to speak. We recognize each other without names.I have given it my secrets in pieces—breath,…
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Friday Favorites: You Never Knew Me
~ by Elaine Cole Crombie You never knew meyou who knew me so well You who could trace my smileon a pillow or in your mind You who could identify my laughteraround the corner, up the stairs You who could feel my warmthon the coldest nights or hottest daysat your sideor a hundred miles away…
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A POEM A DAY 358
SHE DRIFTS The soul of my soul Has flown away My soul now wanders Night and day She drifts in And out of time Hoping that she Might by chance find Or even see A glint of his shine Maybe then she may Cease to pine For the soul of her soul And heart of…
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