Bravery

 

Bravery is feeling

every urge to run,

every nerve spun and spun

until your just a tangled bundle

with just some strands undone,

yet you stand your ground,

and smile,

knowing that hurt

can come in a second

but truth lasts a lifetime

and it holds so much more honour

in that span than a spun tale of lies

which can only ever unravel

as time swiftly flies.

 

Bravery isn’t about having a loud voice.

He who softly speaks his secrets

can hold so much more

in just the merest hint of a whisper.

And though it can sometimes

feel like you are tied to the tracks,

train oncoming,

brain awaiting the moment

that the static hiss of nothingness

takes over. Nobody

can take your power,

for it is held inside every heartbeat,

every word you let slide

gently from your bruised lips.

 

Bravery is facing the fear head on

and knowing that it can never win

because you have so much more

courage stored within than a sun

has atoms that can ever become light.

It may feel like fight or flight.

You may feel like you are

on the wrong end of a gun.

But know this,

there is no right end of a gun.

Once you raise your eyes to the sights

the enemy as already won.

So, use your smile to disarm

and use your calm

to be the eye to a storm.

 

Bravery was forced upon me

by the brutality of life.

I tried to flee and hide,

I tried to run from the light,

I tried to blot it out like

ink drops of night

over a lined notepad,

to make some sense

of the dread I held inside.

But instead, I sensed

something good.

In the darkest woods

I found the trees

and I saw

sprayed on the bark

a note from the heart,

written in my own blood.

A message that said

you are enough,

now keep on

walking the path

and embrace

the earths love.

 

 

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Threadbare

 

I wear myself like

a threadbare

Christmas jumper,

full of holes,

stitches left frayed

and hanging

in the biting air.

I just hang there,

sort of misshapen.

Out of place most of the year,

but still hanging in there,

through nights of bitter cold.

 

I wear myself like

a torn old cardigan

of my timespan,

unfashionable,

but warming.

But now

it is barely

holding together,

through too many years

of harsh bad weather

the strands are starting to untether.

The loose threads

starting to swing

in the wind like

the bell of time just

about to ring.

 

I wear myself like

an old woollen sweater.

A pullover not a pushover.

The strands are stained

with yesterday’s dreams.

The wool stretched and thin

like my aged, strained skin,

the wear and tear

I’ve put it through.

The weather it has gotten used to.

It has been in a storm or two.

Keeping the harshest of rains

from soaking my soul within.

 

I wear myself like

a worn old jacket,

checked, and defected.

All the bits and pieces

of whom and where I’ve been

stitched into the lining,

but now the stuffing

is coming out at the seams.

Neglected it sat

in times gone past,

but now it wears me like

a suit of who it once

believed it would be,

back when it was new

and it had dreams

it wished would come true.

 

 

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Chalk dust memories and crayon scrawled stories

 

Your eyes

mesmerise me.

So much to see.

So many stories.

Tantalising glimpses

at a world I wish to be.

 

Every slight change of shade

that shimmers gracefully

across the irises,

every past life that glimmers in the

flowering part of your memory,

every rose petal kiss that sparkles

behind every smile,

every challenge that life

has laid out for you.

Every mountain peak,

that you've conquered.

Every long mile you've wandered.

Every whispered word

you've ever wished to speak.

Every longing question

you've pondered.

Every tear that has leaked out

and leapt to the ground beneath.

 

I see the smile reach

out to them, arms wide open.

As you look wide eyed upon

the world you have created from

chalk dust memories

and crayon scrawled stories.

I see the look

hidden from view, just a glance

and then eyes duck

behind lids shut tight,

but the eyes don’t have a chance

to hide the love

you have flowing in you,

and I wish to dance in this love

like raindrops

falling into dew-draped flowers

and I want to swim in the flood

like a river that devours the land.

So please take my hand.

 

The warmth that encircles you,

smiling through your veins,

reaches out to everyone.

Fingertips of heat

to defrost the coldest heart,

to pour out for those that

share it all with you.

In those eyes

I see the seas part,

I see the skies fall

and the ground rumbles.

I see thunder and rainbows,

I see a world of colour

painting over the greyscale,

and it colours my love so perfectly.

 

 

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