Sometimes I think I’ve got to ignore my feelings so that I can prove to them that they have no hold on me. Truth? It almost never works. But pen and paper, blessed with intention and permission for flowing? It works. Like, every time. People don’t hold power over you simply because they illicit aContinue reading “Poetry Series – Gifted Flames”
Tag Archives: Payge Gray Poetry
Poetry Series – Two, Coexist
I’ve been having a hard time accepting that I can have let myself down in the past AND show up for myself in the future. For someone who so desperately believes that people can change.. I haven’t done great at offering myself the grace and space to do so. So cheers to coexisting – causeContinue reading “Poetry Series – Two, Coexist”
Poetry Series – Magical Apologies
How much of life is about forgetting who we are and then building the courage to journey back to ourselves once again? How much of this is just “the cycle” that is meant to be broken? What if – we can embody ourselves, consistently? Magical Apologies Baby, I’m sorry for the moments that I’ve yelled.IContinue reading “Poetry Series – Magical Apologies”
Poetry Series – Bridges
Y’all. I’m salty. There’s an aching in my bones longing for the water below. This bridge is nice and all but.. I wonder if it’s time to go. Bridges I imagine –When a bridge breaks.It doesn’t happen all at once.Seasons weather at the foundation with no bother of tending.Support crumbles under the weight of aContinue reading “Poetry Series – Bridges”
Poetry Series – New Moon
I hate to break it to you – I know you’ve been off thinking I’m special or something but… I am just like other girls. They, we, are fucking magical. I, simply, made the mistake of letting you see rather than looking in the mirror and revealing myself to me. In my era of correction,Continue reading “Poetry Series – New Moon”
Poetry Series – Butt Dial
I’m revisiting everything. Asking if the anger I’m holding still has a home here or if we’re ready to let it go. I’ve been shedding a lot lately. Banking on changing seasons, a whole new me. Hate is the enemy of grief. Keeping the toxicity alive within our body. I wonder why you’re calling butContinue reading “Poetry Series – Butt Dial”
Poetry Series – Disconnection: Mental Health Edition
I am FULL of unpopular opinions that I am just awaiting an eager ear to whisper into. Shouting into the void has lost its appeal. I’m so tired of hearing my echo call out after me that there have been days where I question if it’s my own voice that keeps people from hearing me.Continue reading “Poetry Series – Disconnection: Mental Health Edition”
Poetry Series – Deep Connection
Tomorrow’s my birthday – hooray! A lot of deep-rooted mistruths have been surfacing as of late. I find myself holding to the light everything I believe and allowing to burn anything that can’t stand the heat of what I’m deciding to be. I don’t want connection, unless it’s deep. This year, won’t be shorting me.Continue reading “Poetry Series – Deep Connection”
Poetry Series – Borrowed Trust
The idea is that in getting married, you tether your soul to another being. Now woven together, each decision one makes intimately effects another. The deception lies in the idea that marriage is a requirement of this type of transmission when all it takes is agreement of energetic exchange, often given unknowingly. Regardless, through thisContinue reading “Poetry Series – Borrowed Trust”
Poetry Series – Continuation
We agreed to a sense of continuity. That the yesterday we had will blend into the today we are walking. I’ve been thinking about the term “working” – and if it is.Now, I’m just wondering where I can offer my resignation. Welcoming a new role where shifts are held to no limitations. Though I know,Continue reading “Poetry Series – Continuation”
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