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Bed of Clouds
I have been told throughout my life
That I am too nice.
When I offer information to anyone, I try to offer it on a bed of clouds.
To gently set you down on.
I do this because I know what it’s like to be thrown down as a fastball straight onto a floor of concrete and then left there.
A hundred pieces of me that I still feel like I’m picking up, scattered all over the ground.
Broken bit of my arm goes here...
The chip of my ankle is across the room...
I still haven’t found where my heart landed and there is a significant chunk of my brain also missing.
Picking myself up and putting the fragments where they go as I continue on.
I find scraps of myself from time to time and I live as gracefully as I can. Not taking anything for granted, being grateful for what I have.
So I put people on beds of clouds.
I cannot tell if one persons concrete is the same as mine.
I do not see into their minds and I have not lived through their battles.
One person might see my slab of concrete as a meadow of flowers.
“Quite soft” They say to me-- Maybe they were expecting rolling hills.
I give them a cloud and they feel a ray of sunshine of their face or maybe a child’s laugh...
Dial it back. Take this other person.
I offer a cloud and they hit concrete. That same brutal concrete--my common friend.
Perhaps, after putting in some time and effort, I’ll know to offer them sunshine rather than clouds...This is what I do.
What I do might be different from another. Reasonably, the first person might offer the second person a bed of flowers--
(which was my concrete)
and the second person is slammed into a bed of nails.
Thoughtlessness. Left breathless. So much pain and I can feel it.
So I offer clouds.
My goal, is to leave my mark as smile lines on your face.
-TyLand
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Important to Remember
It is important to remember…
To not focus on what other people say,
Or what other people do.
That is their business.
Do not stroke someone else's ego,
In order to prove your own worth.
You are worthy.
That is your business.
That is not an invitation,
To be a dick.
Be pleasant every chance you can.
Just do not abandon your own integrity in the process.
If they cannot see your beauty,
And all you have to offer them,
Then it is important to remember...
That you will be okay—without them.
-TyLand
#poem#poem4#integrity#worth#beinghappy#letmeleavemymarkassmilelinesonyourface#youwillbeokay#iwillbeokay#dontbeadick
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http://mannyberkalsarbit.com/
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Pearl Jam
Mike McCready & Eddie Vedder
1991
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“The earth laughs in flowers.” - Ralph Waldo Emerson
Wildflowers//Mount Rainier National Park August 2016
#flowers#lovelypicture#Wildflowers#mount Rainier#national Park#PNW#pacific northwest#pacific north blessed
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Best picture I’ve seen in a long time
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I love this poem so much.
Our fourth chapbook contest finalist is SHIRA ERLICHMAN, for the manuscript Synonyms for Courage. Check out (and share!) a sneak peek of the manuscript above!
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Wishing it were fall. I don’t care much for summer.
#coffee#coffeeinthemorning#morning#wishitwasfall#soon#peaceful#colorful#orange#red#yellow#ilikecolors
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A song to calm you down
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Yellow
As I sit beneath this tree and I hear the wind blow through its leaves,
It reminds me of you.
The brush of wind against the face of the leaf,
Was your hand on my cheek.
I hear the sound of the light blue moped driving by,
and I remember those car rides with you.
Laughing about how long we have known one another
and how comfortable we were. I had accepted you fully.
The clicking of the bicycle tire to my left, spurs my memory of you,
Riding your yellow bike to school at 7:45 in the morning.
The whole memory is yellow.
My heart is glowing with the color yellow.
The hug you greeted me with that afternoon, all those years ago.
Tight, warm, just a little bit sweaty--perfect.
I loved you then. I love you now.
I will always love you.
-TyLand
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Beautiful trip
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Explosions in the Sky
Your Hand in Mine - Explosions in the Sky
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We are always the villain, the heart breaker and the maleficent.
I’m not the type of woman to beg, and I’m not running away from you. I just have to distance myself-enough distance for me to see what I really wanted and if I’m still the one you want to see in the future. Sometimes , it just hurts too much to wonder what if?—especially when our hearts whisper the answers that we can’t bear the pain of hearing. Nothing has really changed, except that I can’t lie to myself any longer, because I know that if by my side was really somewhere you wanted to be—you’d be here by now. I’m not numb, before I came to this decision, I can hear my heart breaking and I can feel it falling apart.
You were once my world, until I get lost and can’t find myself and can’t figure out were went it wrong. It was great to be loved by the person you love, yet it is painful to see that person changing-fading next to your eyes. To whom you hold when the foundation is already decaying?
You all are free to judge me for hurting him, but I hope you can find a small understanding that I’m human too, and for what I did, I’m setting him and myself away from further damage to our heart - to our being.
Love is not to sacrifice. Love is to compromise. That’s the real lesson of my story, hope you find it in your relationship and if not given by both ends, this kind of relationship is not going any further.
Confessions of The One That Got Away // sophistikatedblogger (via procastiwriters)
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“Follow your bliss.
If you do follow your bliss,
you put yourself on a kind of track
that has been there all the while waiting for you,
and the life you ought to be living
is the one you are living.
When you can see that,
you begin to meet people
who are in the field of your bliss,
and they open the doors to you.
I say, follow your bliss and don't be afraid,
and doors will open
where you didn't know they were going to be.
If you follow your bliss,
doors will open for you that wouldn't have opened for anyone else.” - Joseph Campbell
#mountain#peaceful#wildflowers#beautiful#redflowers#purpleflowers#meadow#joesphcampbell#followyourbliss
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