maybe you’re right and it never was about a lack of desire to stay maybe it just happened that we met at the wrong timeeven so…i grieve the loss of a love i never tasted because of timing
A man defended rapists saying it was unfair for them to face social consequences outside of the law.
This post is in response to what a blog follower felt in response to a poem GwenAnn wrote called "nothing left" but it goes out to the friends and family members who see someone they care about being abused... Abuse is far too complex an issue to address in a few minutes but there are... Continue Reading →
goodnight he whispered at the moon drifting slowly across his sky as if he’d been speaking to her it didn’t matter that she would not hear him as he woke in his day and she faded into her night alone he thought tenderly of her © Gwendolyn Raczkowski, 2017-2022, All Rights Reserved. ⁂ Follow the link below for more #poetry, #prose, and #philosophicalmusings from The Kintsukuroi Life.
i spent every ounce of energy and feelingevery hope and dream and prayerkeeping myself together with himtrying to be enough for himthin enoughfit enoughquiet enoughperfect enough excusing every horror he threw at meuntil there was nothing left of me ⁂ ⁂ ⁂ Free verse, the muses Inspired by Promptarium.
there's an emptinessin the space between we twothat comforts and kills ⁂ ⁂ ⁂ senru (haiku about a human), the muse Inspired by Promptarium.
I remember going to the beach when I was young and digging deeply into the sand trying to catch the clams that I knew had to be the ones leaving the bubbling hole at the water's edge. There's a comfort to existing in the place that is both land and see, standing with my back... Continue Reading →