poetry
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“40” by Shelly Moore Caron • I wouldn’t choose a warm beachover hiking through the trees.This skin isn’t much a fan of sunblame these Scottish-Irish genes. I have never (ever) loved myselfthe way I probably deserve.I’ve expected someone else towhen I’m unsure of my own worth. I believe in otherworldly things,Let me peek inside your…
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A poetic letter from a mother to her daughter (and to the younger self within us all), exploring resilience, empathy, and how to navigate life’s calm waters and rapids with grace. A tender reflection on growth, darkness, and remembering why we came here.
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A tender, honest poem about invisibility, emotional neglect, and learning to love with loose stitches. For anyone who’s ever felt “not enough,” “Sutures” offers recognition—and relief. ••• “Loose Sutures/Golden Repair”by Shelly Moore Caron• I wasn’t the homecoming queen, never glamorous, never seen. I was friends with everyone – at least, on my end of the…
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“Tippy Toe”A poem by Shelly Moore© LimitlessStimulus.com Tippy toeIf you know, you knowBetter a friendThan a foe Tippy toeWatch your wordsWalk feather lightLike a little bird Tippy toeSay the wrong thingBad timingThey’ll surely blow Tippy toeLose yourselfMelt awayInto someone else Tippy toeHush your thoughtsAppease and pleaseMore often than not Tippy toeLearned as a childTo keep…
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“Fossil Fuel” A poem by Shelly Moore © LimitlessStimulus.com If our soul is the battery,From which our bodies attain energy,Just as songs are only words before claiming unique melody,It stands to reason, essentially,When we need to recharge, imperatively,We seek a block and cord subconsciously,To plug into our own source of security.Whether it be spending time…
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A reminder—for myself as much as anyone—that we are not separate, not broken, and not alone… just temporarily forgetting what we already know.
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“Meditation” Written by Shelly MooreCopyright © 2022 LimitlessStimulusOriginal photo by Jake Givens Close your eyesBreathe it inLife will wait for you, my friend Feel the groundBeneath your bonesRemember earth is your true home Feel alone?So do ITurn your face up to the sky Breathe it inOnce againNo time’s more valid than the now we’re in…
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© 2022 Written by S. Moore • She holds me by my throat at night. Spreads her venom within my mind. She is strong, but so am I. Either way, I’ll win… because I am her, and she is I. •
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