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By Charles Robert Lindholm  Poetry = Words healing my heart Copyright © 2017 Charles Robert Lindholm - All Rights Reserved

Poem: Free Verse – “Knowing Why” #amwritingpoetry #GDGC

Credit: ORIENTO via Unsplash I don’t know why there’s disease, Why cells kill each other. Why our immune systems turn, Or our brains suck too much cortisol; Too little or too much Seratonion. I don’t know why the world’s fractured, And all these bad things terribly matter. I don’t know why we love, but love’s …

Why ‘We Will Not Be Silenced’- Christine E. Ray

I am a writer, an editor, and publisher with a background in clinical social work and neurodegenerative research.  I am a mother, a wife, pansexual, dyslexic, living with Bipolar II, and fibromyalgia.  I am an artist, an avid reader, and lifelong advocate for social justice. I am also a sexual abuse survivor. Like many sexual …

Her scorched, tainted heart

She used to be the girl who would Cry at every sad movie Laugh at the pettiest of jokes, And love at simple kindness Until one day, she realised that Everything she held dear was never reality But merely an illusion. Now she never treads on water Pondering on days' worth of thoughts– She will …

Survival

And I thank you, for not loving me; it made me realise that to survive, I must feed off the love for myself. ©AnAnonymousEscapeFromLife For more writing and poems, feel free to visit me on my personal blog – An Anonymous Escape From Life Photo by Gianni Zanato on Unsplash

Scattered Beauty

They say broken is beautiful but sometimes I struggle to find beauty in those jagged edges, fragmented light bouncing off at imperfect angles and pieces rough to the touch. But I say there is nothing more exciting than putting together a puzzle even if that puzzle is broken pieces of your soul; that isn't to …

Her Voice

He heard her voice soft lyrics sighing in night's air magic calling come take my hand I'll sing you into a world where pain is erased in heartbeats and love cradles your hurt until rocked away by my song * ©MidwestFantasy/Beth Amanda 08/08/2018 Ph-Google Images

HAIKU: RAIN UPON A GARDEN

By Charles Robert Lindholm  The tears I cry fall like rain upon a garden as heart and soul heal Copyright © 2017 Charles Robert Lindholm - All Rights Reserved

BLURRED MEMORIES

By Charles Robert Lindholm Memories replayed that were joyful and exciting and fun stay in focus Vivid and alive in my heart as the day they were made Others have been forgotten or become blurred from the damage of tears that fell on them Blurred memories from a long ago past Hidden in the heart …

I ONLY HAVE MY WORDS

By Charles Robert Lindholm  I only have my words to show you the dreams that I can see, the wondrous colors and shapes, the future and what will be, happiness, love, justice and equality I am not a painter who can portray the things I see, I am not a photographer who can capture an …