Long Growth Poems
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Author Dana Redricks
November 23, 2024
When I see you, I see the puzzle pieces of your life slowly taking shape as your life begins to take shape and the pain begins to be replaced to reveal the beauty that was hidden.
When I see you, I see the puzzle pieces of your life, edges worn, yet steadfast, Slowly finding where they belong, a picture emerging from the chaos of the past.
Each fragment tells a story of pain endured, of love misplaced, yet now they shift, guided by a quiet hand, into a pattern that feels like grace.
Your life begins to take its form, not bound by what was lost or broken, but by what you’ve chosen to rebuild the pain once sharp, now soft, replaced by truths you’ve finally spoken.
And as the beauty reveals itself, no longer hidden beneath the weight of this world, I see not just the bruises and brokenness, but the strength in every piece, as your life puzzle begins to come together as you find a new release, and you finally feel at peace.
Hidden in the dreams
Seen when having closed eyes
Opening to existence
Where dreams don't come alive
Where to go
To attain my destiny
What route to follow
That won't betray me
Unsure of moving forward
While running from the past
Finding solutions to mystifications
While seeking the right path
Goals yet to accomplish
Which have been intervened
Running from difficulties
Knowing it must be faced to proceed
Curiosity within for too long
Desire to know
What is to be expected
What will this life show
Time passing rapidly
Progress slowly being made
Will time give an opportunity
For the success expected one day
Desperation at times torture
Causing distractions in my focus
Passion ignored in the outcome
Careless in decisions chosen
Then realizing whats to regret
Strife to make it right
Pursue focus with no distraction
Preparing for whats in sight
Is there acceptance in my growth
Is there acceptance of whats of my life
Questions taken place within
With answers left to find
Imagining whats deserved
Fantasizing in endless smiles
Daydreaming of fulfillment
Are the only inspirations worthwhile
Patient for the day to arrive
To introduce my being to who i am
Resulting in relief
Of the obstacles strong enough to withstand
"Are you a mommy's girl or a daddy's girl?"
I used to be...
Once I was a daddy's girl.
I thought no one loved like he did.
He was my Sun.
He made everything clear for me,
vanquishing every darkness.
He was my favourite person,
and no one in this world could compare.
But then I grew up.
I wasn't a little girl anymore.
I was a young woman.
And as a woman,
his actions made his love feel impure.
With every centimetre I grew,
so did the rift between us.
For my heart broke
for what he did to her.
At some point,
I was a mommy's girl too.
I thought I'd love no one like I loved her.
She was my Moon.
Even through the darkest nights,
her light never dimmed.
She was my source of strength.
But then I grew up.
I wasn't a little girl anymore.
I was a young woman.
And as a woman,
I began to see the cracks she tried so hard to hide.
I saw her love,
but I also felt the weight of her expectations.
With every centimetre I grew,
so did the distance between us.
For in her eyes,
I had failed before I had begun.
He was my Sun,
and she was my Moon.
Together, they lit my sky.
But now...
I have neither.
So I gather what little light they left behind,
and learn to become
my own sunrise,
my own moonlight.
Because sometimes,
the child who loses both
must become
her own sky.
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Zoom zesty zeal
Yonder youth yields
Wonder woos will
Value vets voice
Prime precious poise
Calm cheer charms choice
Use unzips urge
Seed sensuous surge
Play pleasures purge
Mellow moves mine
Feel focus fine
Lovely looks line
Now nimbles near
Sense special spheres
Content claims clear
Play prompts puzzle
Tough thoughts tussle
Hurts hurl hassles
Glimpse gains grandeur
Apt agendas
Seek soul splendour
Prosper pure peace
Etch enough ease
Finesse fronts feast
Ripe rain reveals
Soul sounds surreal
Calm choice conceals
Stillness sows seeds
Nurture new need
Faith fathoms feed
Growth gathers gain
Primal poise pains
Rich rainbow rains
Leon Enriquez
25 Feb 2014
Singapore
I never got to tell you
How I loved you
Poetry being one of those things
That sent you in a rage
And so was all my passion
Overlooked
Like those scribbles on a page
Looking back I understand
How our bed was made
There was so much ease
In our dysfunction
That our growth was stayed
We were best friends in love
Minds that met
And I thanked you every night
While Stone comfort in
"You get what you need"
To myself I would recite
We were what we needed
To overcome our pasts
And I think of that
Now Husband Father
Whenever crossed our paths
I look at you with all my love
Same as I always have
I smile I say hello
That I ache for our friendship
And weep still years hence
That you'll never know
17.08.03
Composed for Greg Barden's
The Poet's Ache Contest
You entered my quiet realm
and devoured my private peace
alluring desires dancing with
hidden traumatic pains whispering
tomorrow seeking solace a mind
reaches for a bleeding heart to bestow
comfort a healing notion that withers
with shyness unexpressed wants
between empty matter of your
needs calling to my innermost
calm uninvited an yet here you are
tampering with my emotional
bliss one with the sheer notion
of unseen selfishness as I cater
to the lost pathways back to your
unsettling arms awaiting my
weakness to implore a tour
of my thoughts hidden deeply
within as you poke pull taunt and pry
I cover my ears and simply cry
you're not supposed to be here
you're not supposed to be near
my soul vibrate vanishes in your
presence my peace gravely
interrupted an yet I await a cunning
time to emerge from my silkened
caterpillar state to finally open
my colorful wings and softly
soar above you again and again
reaching wonderful new heights
brilliant butterfly landing on a cloud
looking back to say you're just too loud
haiku : metamorphose
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We’re shape-shifting, my roommates and I. Transitioning mentally from freshmen and sophomores (nobodies) into juniors (somebodies). We’ve been around, we’re not the new kids anymore. We’re being seen and appreciated. It’s a mindbang.
There was a coolike girl, Kathleen, who was a senior when I was a freshman. I had a mad, mad envy-crush on her. She was everything I wanted to *be* when I was scared and unsure about things. Kathleen was perfect., an example of success that, like a fulcrum, lifted our confidence.
When she was around, I’d watch her, discreetly. She had this unconscious habit of touching her chin, with her index finger, when she was thinking. I swear, I found myself copying her, until Leong saw me do it once and said “Kathleen!” I was embarrassed. You can’t get away with anything around here.
Kathleen graduated last year. I saw her once, in her graduation gown, from afar. I got emotional. Part of me wanted to rush over, give her a huge, congratulatory hug and tell her what a role model she’d been for me - even though we’d never even talked, but I was afraid she’d think I was a stalker.
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Webster: Fulcrum: a support that lifts*
slang..
mindbang = a shifting in a well-established paradigm.
coolike = a really awesome person you admire
perfect. = (the period has to be there) an amazing, flawless role model
In youthful bloom, I once did shine,
A beauty radiant, a heart so divine.
My laughter echoed, my smile so bright,
A joyous spirit, a love so light.
But time and life, they took their toll,
And changes came, my form began to unfold.
The mirror reflects a different face,
A woman worn, with a weary pace.
Your words, they cut, a painful sting,
"You've changed," you said, "and my love does cling
To memories of what once was, not what's now."
My heart aches, torn between love and doubt.
I search for answers, in the eyes of time,
For a love that's true, that's not just a crime.
I ask you, dear one, to see beyond,
To the beauty that time cannot wither or fond.
Take me to places unknown, dress me in finest attire,
And test my heart, for true beauty's not just a desire.
Let me show you, through the trials and strife,
That my love for you, is a love for life.
For though my outer form may fade and wear,
My inner self, my love, remains, and that's what truly matters there.
I'd walk the path of self-love, of growth and of might,
To show you, dear one, that true beauty shines from within, day and night.
In the silence, I hear a voice,
A whisper of hope, a heartfelt choice.
To love myself, to love you true,
To find the beauty, that's been hiding in you.
I'll rise above, the doubts and fears,
And find my strength, through all my tears.
I'll be the woman, that you once adored,
Not just a face, but a heart that's explored.
So let us journey, through life's unknown,
Together forever, our love will grow.
For I am yours, and you are mine,
Forever entwined, in this love divine.
Let them out, you don't own your feelings,
Most of them came from directed ideas from the beginning,
We think this and that to be true, but yet all the while,
Someone else influenced and molded that thoughts pattern n style,
Stepping out of feeling never did any good,
Because in your own ignorance false comforts stood,
Yet explaining feelings brings out insight and sometimes diminishes false beliefs,
For what you were told wasn't really true, but yet will bring you to your knees,
Don't change me, don't change me...fights the waves,
Let my mind stay at ease, don't scare my heart to change,