poetry

  • “For My Children” by Shelly Moore Caron • One day soon you’ll be grown with families of your own.Our house will be quiet; won’t feel much like a home.Not the same, anyway, as back in the day-when toys littered the floors from hours of play.I hope you remember the good times we had.I hope you…

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  • A plea to the living planet we’ve wounded. This poem explores collective guilt, ecological grief, and the fragile hope that humanity can wake up before it’s too late. For anyone who has ever felt the Earth’s heartbeat beneath their feet – and heard it hurting. •• “Mother, Forgive Us.” by Shelly Moore Caron • Ungrateful…

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  • A raw and honest poetic look at the hidden addictions we all carry – beyond substances and into social media, consumerism, body modification, and the longing we feel from spiritual separation. A mirror for anyone brave enough to look. ••• “We’re All Addicts” by Shelly Moore Caron • Whether it’s chemicals fed through a needle’s…

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  • “Grandmother’s Strength” by Shelly Moore Caron •• I awoke this morn Craving my grandmother’s embrace. What would it be like To have her hands on my face? • I imagine it feels like A warm bath on a cold day – Worries simply melt, Then dissolve away. • Fear subsides, With nowhere to hide. Head…

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  • Real Vibes Only | a poem

    Written by S. Moore ©️ LimitlessStimulus.com 2024 . I think I’ll just cry today Feel the warm tears streak my face Chest heavy as my soul aches Lip quivers and body shakes . I’ll let down my guard today All alone and tucked away No witnesses to see me this way Face contorts as flood…

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  • “Fractals of One” Written by S. Moore ©️ LimitlessStimulus.com . At the end of this road When the lights dim real low The horizon grows As dark eases close . Breath takes a rest Heart played its part Soul led by Merkaba We return to the start . Our legacies left Our loved ones bereft…

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  • Infinity | a poem

    A spell-like poem exploring ancestral strength, cosmic unity, and the return to oneness. “Infinity” weaves mysticism, oceanic breathwork, and the divine feminine into a reminder that we are never separate from the whole. •• “Infinity” by Shelly Moore Caron • I’ll write a little poetry Conjure spells with wizardry Passed down to me genetically Maiden,…

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  • Driving Lesson | a poem

    Sitting in my daughter’s jeepWishing I was home asleepBut it’s so very key to keepShowing up for them to thrive Watching as she pulls awayGod, help me keep my fears at bayHer life in her own hands todayPlease soothe her frazzled nerves The man says hold at ten and twoHer instructor is somebody newNot the…

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