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HOW POETRY SERVES AS AN OUTLET FOR PASSIONATE FEELINGS

Transalating Passionate feelings into a poetry is a healthy outlet that can transform the lives of those who read it. Passionate feelings can leave us with a whirlwind of emotions. They’re also difficult to articulate, as there are not enough words to picture those bottled passionate feelings… ReadMore: https://www.raymondqbooks.com/poetry-as-outlet-for-passionate-feelings/

#PassionatePoetry #EmotionalOutlet #TransformativePoetry #ExpressiveWriting

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Lost At Sea

Lost At Sea is a #poem by Charlotte Thom about someone struggling with depression and can't find the way out. #LiteraryHeist #TransformativePoetry #TransformativeLiterature

A small, empty boat, lost at sea. I move through the harsh waves, leaving dents for anyone to see. I’m lost, where do I go? My plea for help, deafened by the waves. I’m tired as my system begins to fail. I guess I will be forever lost at sea.

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#depression #poem #poetry

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Radiation

Radiation is a #poem by John Grey about radiation treatments. #LiteraryHeist #TransformativePoetry #TransformativeLiterature

The treatments will be for fifteen minutes at a time, the doctor told her. The radiation will penetrate her right breast, execute the killer cells. Just like happens in the county jail. Some cold-faced murderer is led down a narrow corridor to a room with a chair. Only he gets just the one treatment. And it’s instantaneous. That’s what crosses her mind as she sits in the waiting room, trembling…

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#cancer #poem #poetry #radiation

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Suicide

Suicide is a #poem by Charles Brice. #LiteraryHeist #TransformativePoetry #TransformativeLiterature

That angry leap from the overpass the millisecond recognition of regret/relief the gibbet constructed for those left behind to hang themselves over and over for the rest of their lives The only way you had to kill them

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Grief

Grief is a #poem by Emma Laurent. #LiteraryHeist #TransformativePoetry #TransformativeLiterature

Grief is mean and unbecoming A cockroach in the light It scurries away When you need it most Expected and unsuspecting Vile and distrustful It perches above me An ancient owl Elusive and tangible as the Blue Rose A Rose that grows and grows and grows When healthy and watered Until it drowns and suffocates From the Sky’s fears The sun will come out And dry up all the rain Then cook you on a desert…

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#grief #poem #poetry

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Loneliness is a Hungry Beast

Loneliness is a Hungry Beast is a #poem by Jessica Brunelle - @jessicabrunell1 #LiteraryHeist #TransformativePoetry #TransformativeLiterature

Loneliness creeps through the night Looking to latch onto anyone tight. He turns the corner with a creek in his smile Waiting for those who appear to be hollow. He preys on the lost and scared Hoping to find a soul that is bare. Attracted to the troubled minds The only way that he can survive. He gnaws on your mind with his razor-sharp teeth Needing and wanting to constantly feed. He claws at the…

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#loneliness #poem #poetry

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Memories

Memories is a #poem, by Lynn White, about the things we remember and those we forget. #TransformativePoetry

If I could choose my memories I would keep the ones that make me smile still keep them safe, so I can revisit them and throw away the rest watch them blow away in the wind. But I can’t. They’re self selecting they chose themselves and I wonder what choices will be left for me to the end of my days.

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#death #memory #poem #poetry

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Who are we?

Who are we? is a #poem by Mary Mills. Here is an excerpt: Are we who we were and will be? Today dashes past unnoticed. Memories form bridges connecting now with then. #TransformativePoetry

Are we who we were and will be? Today dashes past unnoticed. Memories form bridges connecting now with then. Time pushes from a shore. Life jumps constant hurdles. Opposites pull us forward, backward upward, downward nowhere, everywhere. Matter and anti-matter collide in constant flux- Forever changing- Immortality.

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#memory #poem #poetry #time

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cain's daughter

cain's daughter is a #poem by RC deWinter - @RCdeWinter - about how some sacrifices will always be unacceptable. #TransformativePoetry

blow you bitterblue wind whirl away the thorns that crown me i refuse the cup i am no sacrifice no god would find me pleasing i was not born to die for anyone words that must be spoken tremble on my tongue nothing sacred calls to me but for the speaking of truth as prismed through my eyes and i will fight kicking screaming until the last syllable is uttered imperfect as i am i surrender nothing i…

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#daughter #fight #God #poem #poetry

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Different Chills

Different Chills is a winter #poem by John Grey. #TransformativePoetry

It’s winter and your cheeks are raspberry red, your arms white, your lips tingled blue. It’s so bitterly cold out and you’re standing on the platform of the commuter rail, bundled up in Christmas sweater, toque and thick gloves. But that’s nothing to the wind. The blustery chill ignores what you’re wearing, goes right for the bone. You keep telling yourself over and over, “I’ll be home soon.” The…

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#poem #poetry #winter

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An American Experience

An American Experience is a #poem by Dale Cottingham. Here is an excerpt: While I waited at roadside I thought,  why not try some loveliness.  I saw visions in far reaches, felt the soft touch of silence #TransformativePoetry

While I waited at roadside I thought, why not try some loveliness. I saw visions in far reaches, felt the soft touch of silence, melodies sprung from solitude, like a dream of new being to see how it fit within the frame. I even tried my hand on the page. But real time kept barging in, with meetings in the broad hours, cross purposes hurled down corridors, my inbox flooded with unkind…

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#poem #poetry #stress

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Protection or Suffocation

Protection or Suffocation is a #poem by Sultana Raza about musing on choices, metaphorical or philosophical; deciding between extremes. #TransformativePoetry

Should I float down, or fly even higher? Stay in or venture in the open? Should I expose myself to others, Or spiral inside stone cocoon? Ivory tower or watch tower? Water tower or hunter’s tower? Is it better to stay below, Or go up to see the big picture? Should I indulge my mania To visit yet more towers? Is it better to always ask questions Or to avoid answers sometimes?

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#choices #poem #poetry

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Learning to Forgive

Learning to Forgive is a #poem by Ann Christine Tabaka - @TabakaChris - about learning to forgive an abusive father. #TransformativePoetry

as children, we were poor, hungry, dirty … a hand-me-down world of shame. ignominious food donations walked across a rotting porch. money poured into whiskey bottles, drowning miseries of another life. never a drop of compassion left to spare. love was rationed out in teardrops, in-between the rain of guilt pouring down upon us. I cried, I hid, I ran away from nowhere / deep into myself. chancing…

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#abuse #children #poem #poetry

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Burnt Time

Burnt Time is a #poem by Nolo Segundo about how life has expanded exponentially, beyond time and the mundane, beyond the universe, even beyond death itself. #TransformativePoetry

It is what is left of my mundane life, burnt time, and its ashes are the memories of my misted youth. But I am not saddened by this for I burned the days and months and years to light my way home….

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#home #poem #poetry #time

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The Last Poem

The Last Poem is a #poem by Michael Green. Here is an excerpt: It is written this last poem, Words put on a page like blood on the sidewalk Like the last night alive in the city, Like the last breath in your lungs. #TransformativePoetry

It is written this last poem, Words put on a page like blood on the sidewalk Like the last night alive in the city, Like the last breath in your lungs. It is written this last poem, And I beg you not to take your love away Like you have so many times before, Like you will to all the others after. It is written this last poem, And the lines no longer comfort my heart Each fugitive word is cut into…

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#final #poem #poetry

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Rollbacks

Rollbacks is a #poem by James Croal Jackson - @jimjakk - and it's against capitalism. #TransformativePoetry

The American disease: ills of environmental overload but these stings are far more sophisticated than thought and soon we will even overspend on food all with a residue at our plates our heads will Ɵ∙∙∙ Ɵ∙∙ turn Ɵ∙∙∙ to the upcoming void Ɵ∙∙∙ our air Ɵ∙∙∙ Ɵ∙∙

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#capitalism #poem #poetry