Floods to Gardens

•A collection of poems including several highlights of my healing journey•

~1~
Floods to Gardens
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Darling,
The tears
They may seem to drown you
But truly,
They are the rains of your past
Watering the gardens of your future
Your drought is almost over
The blooming lays ahead
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~2~
The Sky is Yours
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Darling,
It's true,
your piercing lighting,
it frightens some away 
But please,
don't stop your striking
For all this means is
the  sky,
it's yours.
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~3~
Vinyl
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Although you've been played
Your preciousness hasn't been tainted
You are valued vinyl
In a world that rejects it
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~4~
Reach the Chimney
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They say the eye
Is the window to the soul
But darling,
For mine,
You'll have to reach the chimney
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~5~
Frayed feather
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It's days like these where I wish and wait
to be lit up with the luminance of my leisures
The dancing, laughter, trees, poetry, challah bread, tame ipala, passion
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It's moments like this,
For some reason they still leave my mind in a strange abyss
There's a dust that's settled on the shelf of my brain
And it's painfully numb
in a way I just can't explain
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I'm putting in the work but the residue,
It's sticky, stubborn, sentencing
I'm healing but there's better ways of feeling
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My lightness will return
Because although this feather has frayed,
I have cards that are yet to be played
There's no doubt,
I'll keep up the pace
Because I know there will be a time and place
Where all I’ll feel is
The fresh gust of freedoms wind on my face
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~6~
Lost it’s Bass
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I'm so tempted to rip this bandage off
But I'm terrified of a face
that will make me scoff
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Still, I wonder, would it heal faster
with a touch of air?
Or is this a wound that would cause me to tear?
For now I'm number
Than a snow-plunging dare
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I sit in class
Waiting for this time to to pass
Because although I hate to say it
The music of my life
has lost its bass.
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~7~
Let Yourself Glow
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There's many things one can re-learn,
even when taught the contrary
Self- love is one
But first,
One must teach a phlox
from the Winter
how to flourish in the Spring
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Pelted petals can be revived,
daunting a task it is
First, find a new garden,
but don't leave your vase beforehand
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Second, surround yourself with others
Who know you've wilted
But aren't afraid to help you bloom
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Third, recognize that there will be bugs,
But they don't have the power
to hole punch your heart
or to sabotage your stem
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Fourth,
Nourish others
As you nourish yourself
Although sometimes hard to reach,
The water will always run
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Fifth and foremost,
Recognize that even the dahlias 
Don't bloom in the snow
And your golden rays are coming
So darling,
Please,
Let yourself sway
And let yourself glow.
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~8~
Darkest Strokes
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Like the piercing, pale eyes
on an agile
Ocean eyed cat
Stone black cat
My intuition,
It guides me
through
the darkest strokes of the clock
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~9~
Days like These
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Yes, it's true,
I've moved mountains
But it's day like these
Where I worry about the snow
and it's ability
to melt,
to pour,
to flood.
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~10~
Stabbing Essence
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When the petals still pulsed,
the last moment the dew didn't drown,
I plucked myself from the soil, 
and into your vase plopped my stem.
Its pond hugged my crisp curves,
Only for the glass to shatter,
leaving pieces I must pick up.
So now,
I wonder,
the shards,
will they stop stabbing,
blood pooling,
blank eyes peering?
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~11~
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They stare in the face of difference
Piercing pupils, dripping disgust
As if they’d prefer billions of clones
Over billions of intrinsically unique
stardust speckled works of art
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