Tag: Free Verse
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The Day I Chose the Smaller Door
Sometimes the door that looks the least important is the one the universe is quietly guarding. This is a poem about a small, almost forgettable decision—and how it unfolded into something vast enough to hold the sky. #WriteAPageADay #PebbleGalaxy #FreeVersePoetry #SmallDecisionsBigImpact #MindfulLiving #CosmicAwareness
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When the Path Finally Breathes Back
A long season of waiting gives way to listening, and creation becomes an act of remembrance. As the creative soul is gently cultivated, a path once demanded reveals itself—slowly, faithfully—under each attentive step, opening from an intimate inner awakening into a wider cosmic belonging. #CreativeSoul #InnerJourney #ReflectivePoetry #PathOfBecoming #PebbleGalaxy
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The Book That Found Me at the Right Time
It did not arrive with a trumpet or prophecy. No celestial courier knocked. It waited— patient as dust on a shelf, as unremarkable as a stone warming itself in afternoon light. #PoetryOfReading #RightTimeRightBook #InnerCosmos #PebbleGalaxy #QuietRevelations
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The Place I Return To
There is a place I visit often without packing a bag, without buying a ticket. It lives between thoughts and breath, where time pauses long enough for me to remember who I am. #InnerJourney #FreeVersePoetry #CosmicReflection #PebbleGalaxy #QuietPlaces
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Echoes in the Cache
A journey through hidden fragments of curiosity and desire, tracing the self from private clicks to cosmic reflection. #FreeVerse #DigitalSelf #Introspection #CosmicThoughts #PoetryCommunity
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The Object That Learned the Shape of Me
I keep it in the lowest drawer, beneath expired warranties and forgotten manuals—not because it is useful, but because it remembers me. This poem traces the quiet life of an object that refused to be discarded, becoming a witness to change, loss, endurance, and the strange way memory settles into the ordinary. What begins as…
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A Habit That Quietly Changed My Life: A Small Silence That Changed Everything
It did not arrive with a drumroll or demand to be noticed. It came as a pause—small, almost forgettable— a quiet sitting before the world learned my name for the day. What began as stillness slowly became a lens, revealing how life whispers before it speaks, and how presence, practiced gently, can widen into something…
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What Makes a Good Leader?
I once believed leadership was a voice that arrived first, certain and unafraid of echo. But the river taught me otherwise— that direction is often found by listening, that strength can be quiet, and that those who guide well leave behind not footsteps, but light others can follow. #Leadership #ReflectivePoetry #InnerJourney #Wisdom #PebbleGalaxy
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What Leaves, What Remains, What Gathers Light
Sometimes what feels like a loss is life quietly rearranging the room within us—moving people, breaking structures, and dimming familiar lights so that something truer can enter without obstruction. In the silence that follows, we learn to release, to value what remains, and to trust again, slowly, under a wider sky. #lettinggo #lifeunfolds #innerjourney #cosmicwisdom…
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The Ones Behind the Light: A Supporting Cast Appreciation Poem
They stood behind the curtain, not asking for applause— only steadying the light so my voice could find its own reflection. Because every creator burns brighter when someone else tends the flame. #Poetry #Gratitude #CreativeJourney #SupportingCast #WritersLife #BehindTheScenes #ArtCommunity #Inspiration #ThankYou #FreeVerse
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