Every Morning

I wish I could rip my heart out
Tuck it safely away
From the sticks and stones
And stress of life
To not care and not feel
For just a few hours
Then to return home
Lovingly sew it back into my chest
Fresh with unbruised emotion
To pour into life

 

Hi.

I suffer from that thing where you’ve been gone a while and you feel bad about it but you don’t know what to say so you stay away longer and the longer you stay away the harder it is to come back…

I didn’t mean to be gone this long.

I’ve wanted to come back a lot but didn’t have anything to really say.  Which is sort of not true, I probably had plenty to say, I just wasn’t really sure how to say it.  Today I was inspired, and rather than just write something and tuck it away, I decided today would be the day I would come back.

No promises how *often* I’ll be back.  Nor any kind of promise that the things I have to post will get posted soon or regularly.

But I’m going to try.  I miss my writing, and I miss some of you very much, and I miss having a place I could post things.

How have you all been?

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2 thoughts on “Every Morning

  1. I can relate to your poem so much, it is exactly what I wish I could do. Not every day, that is wishful thinking, but at least once in a while 🙂
    I am very glad to see you back and looking forward to thoughts and verses you will, I hope, share freely!

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