Tag: Hope
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The Ones Who Knew How to Sing (a meditation in birdsong) #NaPoWriMo #24
In a world cluttered with noise and stories, birds remind us that healing doesn’t need a reason, and song doesn’t ask for silence to begin. A lyrical meditation on grief, hope, and the quiet courage of birdsong.
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Transient Tapestry: The Silence of Might-Have-Been #BlogchatterA2Z #poetry
In the murmurs of half-remembered dreams and silent regrets, a timeless tapestry unfolds—whispering of a day when inaction reigned, only to yield a spark of courage and the promise of transformation.
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Resilience Wears Soft Shoes #BlogchatterA2Z #poetry
A river of voices—braided into poetry that stumbles, dances, and rises through the silence. A poetic letter to the weary, the hopeful, and those quietly becoming. Resilience here is not loud—it’s soft, steady, sacred.
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A Flicker in the Crowd: The Stranger Who Set the Dark on Fire #poetry
A random encounter with a sock-wearing, pigeon-speaking stranger blooms into an unforgettable mosaic of hope, mystery, and rippling kindness. The boundaries dissolve—transforming a fleeting moment into a revolution of connection.
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Viscous Gel & Pixelated Ghosts: A Pandemic Adaptation #poetry
The air, once a lung-filling expanse, now curdled, a viscous gel clinging to the edges of breath. Did you notice the shift? The subtle molecular rearrangement of fear? I did. My skin, a porous membrane, registered the change first. A prickling unease, like phantom static from a disconnected world.” (Alternatively, a more fragmented excerpt): “Screen…
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The Shape of Us #poetry
Love sways, fear locks, anger cracks, loneliness tilts, and hope stretches. If emotions took shape, would they hold or break?
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Tides of an Unfinished Eternity
She was a wave before she knew she had a name—rising, folding, collapsing into herself, a quiet violence, a borrowed echo. The sea does not call the waves its children, yet they return, again, again, a thousand whispers dying before they reach the shore…
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Echoes for Tomorrow: A Poetic Legacy for Future Generations #WriteAPageADay #1100
I will not be here to see what remains, but I will leave echoes stitched into the fabric of things too quiet to notice—a lullaby, a bridge, a lesson whispered in the dark. Let them inherit not just the world I shaped, but the tools to shape it anew.
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Discovering Truth: A Deep Reflection on Humanity’s Universal Longing for Love, Peace, and Purpose #LoveAndPeace
In a world filled with questions and uncertainties, there lies a universal truth that binds us all—a deep, unyielding longing for love, peace, and purpose. This essay explores the heart of what it means to be human: the quiet ache that drives us forward, the resilience we discover in moments of brokenness, and the shared…
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Echoes of Solitude: Reflections of the Last Person on Earth #writeapageaday @Blogchatter
In the face of uncertainty, I cling to the hope of purpose, striving to find meaning in each passing day. Whether through acts of creativity, exploration, or kindness, I seek to honor the past and shape the future. Though obstacles may loom on the horizon, my hopes remain steadfast, guiding me through the darkness towards…
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