Poems from a place of strength

When you feel strong inside, really secure in your own capabilities, it’s a feeling you want to share with the whole world. You are invincible, fearless and want everyone to feel that surge you get knowing you can deal with anything, take on the world. But the thing is, you only get that feeling after a period of challenge. It’s like a prize for dealing with a shed load of shit.

I have had a slight blip last few days, may be building moon, Halloween bad vibery….. I don’t know, but I can tell it’s just that, a blip.

Whichever you are feeling right now - slightly wobbly, in your full power zone or totally down in the dirt, I hope these poems strengthen your spirit. I hope you feel the power I was channeling as I wrote them.

Too Much

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Your light will be too much for some

Shows demons in plain sight

Bad energies will fear and flee

When love shows all its might

But glitter, bright, before their eyes

Go shine that little more

Have it reveal all that they are

What they once were before

Paint questions bold in gold and red

The world is but a canvas

Illuminate and fascinate

Leave smile ‘full stops’ with answers

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Your dark will be too much for some

But needs attention too

Without the night, there’d be no sleep

To grow a stronger you

And torment can be frightening

Each tunnel without end

Sorrow’s not a dish to share

With fair or fickle friends

Take your time, recuperate

It’s but a passing storm

Have faith that in your coldest night

Your heart will keep you warm

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And those who love you, dark and light

There for both rise and fall

Are diamonds made to cling to, tight

The very best of all.

Mum

Right then, MUM,

I’m here to listen, MUM

Want to hear your side of things, MUM

Take your time, MUM

Want you to feel you’ve said all you want to, so you go away feeling heard, MUM

Is there anything else you’d like to say, MUM?

So…..

I said everything I wanted to say.

How I did!

Because, I always do, invited or not.

But not as MUM.

No.

Not as she who kisses goodnight

Lays out school clothes

Makes packed lunches

Patches up grazed knees

Clears up sick

Wipes away tears

Because that’s MUM.

And YOU, PAL

Don’t get HER

YOU are talking to the kickass woman who exists alongside her, PAL

MUM is a title only ONE person in the whole wide world is entitled to use, PAL

And it ain’t you, PAL

Got it, PAL?

Good, PAL

I am a Queen in Residence

I am a Queen in residence

A residence of radiance

No government nor governance

Will strip my heart of confidence

Reflecting love makes perfect sense

The ultimate intelligence

Each smile must make a difference

We craft our own significance

So rather than sit on the fence

Slaves captive by obedience

Please rise with me, as Kings and Queens

Take residence in your radiance!