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Rise from the Ashes (poem by Flora)

December 17, 2017

Blood dripping, I feel it, but I don’t see it.
It hurts, please make it go away.
Clutching my invisible wounds around my waist
As I slide down to the muddy ground, and
The darkness around me swallows me.

As a child, I remember the torment.
I can see it in front of me….
The brutality of your words being spit out
To a 4 year old me who only looked up to you
For love and forgiveness.
Forgiveness for looking like the man you hate
For being his shadow when I didn’t mean to be.


Enough! Enough!
No more of this tortured memories that I thought I left behind.
You broke my spirit before I could even walk.
But now I can run as fast as the wind.
Sometimes the wind carries me and
I soar up to the sky, kiss the moon, before
The earth beckons me back and I fall….again.

I’ve seen how strong I can be when confronted with brutality.
The fire inside me burns, it burns, it burns me to ashes.
But I have learned to rise like a phoenix from the ashes.

By Flora Folgar
 

 

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Remember My Love (poem by Flora)

November 9, 2017

When the wide distance separates us for too long, and we ache to connect

Close your sweet blue eyes, and remember my face as it inched towards you, and our lips quivered as we slowly melted into each other

As those familiar feelings rise, I too shall rise, for I live in your feelings, you breathe me into life.

When you feel like you’re losing me, when I seem miles away even when I’m near

Remember the fears I fight are from decades of invisible bruises

Remember...day by day, moment by moment, I am climbing out of my darkness and into my light, and into your moonlight.

When doubts start crawling into shadowed spaces

Remember hope ignited a flame

Soon a fire will start to burn out those black yesterdays.

When your strong fragile heart feels torn into pieces

Remember my tiny hands can hold a piece or two while you mend the rest into place.

When the days have melted into months and years, and memories have lost its purpose

All you have to do is find my eyes, and lock me in your gaze, then you’ll

Remember my love for you lay sideways in the shape of a figure eight.

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