So much joy
To be expressed
On paper
Can’t find the words
to show the feeling
of my heart
skipping beats
of exuberant delight
at the thought
of my life’s blessings
as I sit
in pleasurable denial.
Category Archives: Poetry
Fortune Cookie Poem
Sometimes the world
Has a crazy way
Of putting you in situations
So that you can be surprised
Just in time
Of what type of person
You really are
~HonestLynne
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Feeling Yes
Sometimes you have to say no
To the nibbles and kisses
Before opening your eyes in the morning
Making you smile before the day even breaks
Sometimes you have to say no
To the walk in the park
Love that is ever so easy to see
In the reflection of their eyes
Sometimes you have to say no
To the life you thought you’d live
To search for the person
With eyes that don’t reflect you
But stare in a way
That makes you feel the warm glow
Of their love upon your skin
So that you can sometime say, yes.
~HonestLynne
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Hitting Pause
What a week!
Or was it a month?
Everywhere I turned
So many emotions
A business venture
A funeral
Late nights
Early mornings
So much joy
Yet so much sadness
Mentally exhausted
I never let myself stop moving
In fear of a mental lapse
Even in sleep
Wheels keep turning
Needing a way to escape
My world
So I thank you all for writing such beautiful works
Allowing me to take a few minutes
And take glimpses into your worlds
While hitting pause on mine
~HonestLynne
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Unsettling
The cursor blinking on the glow of the computer screen
Egging me on to put something on paper
But it is one of those nights
Where even the longest of drives
Couldn’t shake this funk
My head and heart
Keep hitting roadblocks
Coming to no solutions
It’s unsettling
When my outlet of putting feelings into words
Comes to a halt
My vision
Of looking into myself
Finding what is wrong
Is something I pride myself on
Being blind
To my own being
Is more than just unsettling.
~HonestLynne
Filed under Poetry
Not That Simple
Someone said to me today,
“How did you do everything right?”
I keep doing things that make me happy.
Simple as that.
I can tell you though, happiness is a full time job.
Now that you mention it, it’s not that simple.
~HonestLynne
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A Writer’s Vision
Writing poetry in the dark
Allows for your words
To be painted across the
Blank canvas of your mind
As they trickle down the page
Only you can see
The path they are going to take
As they are so intricately picked
Behind each line
A story of it’s own
Folding together
To make up one great journey
When it ends, you step back
A smile upon your face
As you look at the piece of you
You just created.
~HonestLynne
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Where will this go?
Who are you and me?
The bees?
The trees?
I am down on my knees.
Begging, please.
I have lost all sight to see.
Two peas,
In a pod that has yet to be free.
Try and reason with the black sea.
The thunder rolling out a middle C.
Ever so faintly you can hear our plea.
Living as detainees,
In a world without a key.
We just want to be,
Anything you need.
Till we can be an escapee.
~HonestLynne
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The Reveal
Before you can move on,
You have to admit what went wrong.
Do you know how long that took?
Before the guilt-ridden feelings,
Stubborn-ness and anger passed,
Allowing my mind to finally,
Believe what my heart was telling me.
I turned myself into someone you needed,
The rock that you could always lean on.
I was being pushed into the ground,
Not being able to come up to breathe.
No longer a rock but a pebble,
Being tossed around by someone’s shoe.
All the sad and broken feelings,
The passive aggressive revealing,
Must seem dark,
Getting a glimpse into my heart.
But through the year of self imposed torture,
I knew my heart was still pure,
I still wanted to apologize,
For leaving you without your rock.
I just –
Couldn’t take it any longer.
~HonestLynne
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A Heart Cleanse
You won’t think this is about you,
Because why would you?
There is nothing in mind,
That would say you were mine.
Who knew a heart could ache,
Even after it breaks.
The past is the past,
But the feelings still last.
So I will try to be civil,
Tell my head to give a little.
For I still think about you,
For a moment or two.
I mean this in the nicest way,
I hope, my old friend, your life will be as amazing as you say.
~HonestLynne
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