carrots
hiding
underground
until we dig them free
leafy spinach
sprouts
from the mud
bursting
into
my mouth.
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Tag: poem
movement
is freedom
I fly through the air
land on my feet
softly
bounce
into my life
dancing to beyonce
she is my favourite
hope
fills my body
and my soul
but movement
fills my life.
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heaven
where are we now?
and when can we be free?
and do I have to wait?
for heaven?
can I be free now?
or do I have to wait for heaven?
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Children
each breath
a new feeling
hope
sensation
cold
hot
anger
sadness
hope.
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emote
wildness
anger
sadness
red
green
blue
hearts
open.
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tea
breathe out
take three sips of tea
let yourself go
breathe out
peace
washes over your body
healing the little bits of pain
breathe out
take three sips of tea
let yourself go
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being a creature of this earth
breathe
feel your body
back against the chair
feet on the floor
breathe
anger
courses through my veins
sadness
overcomes my body
breathe.
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whales
energy rushes into my body
as I see the tail emerge
slap
against the water
I hold my breath
And our rubber dingy
races through the water
out to sea.
Water sprays my face
and I remember
magic.
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Love to the real mountain
Where is it?
Where am I?
And when
can I take
a nap??
When I dream
I find the real mountain
hidden
in a cave.
I climb
ascending to new heights
I climb
finding freedom
I climb
and there is love
on the real mountain.
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Shame
I wake up tired
heavy
closed
tight
I don’t wanna get up
I don’t wanna leave my bed
I don’t wanna leave my house
and you
can’t
make
me.
tired
heavy
foggy
I want to wake up.
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