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Sarah Doughty at Heartstring Eulegies

Heartstring Eulogies

“Poetry deserves to be felt.
Experienced.
Just like you.”

Let me tell you a little bit about how I fell in love with poetry. It wasn’t one thing, either. No one piece stood out to me and hit me like a ton of bricks. It was the little things. How the light moved through your hair and the dust particles danced in the air around you. It was the shade of your eyes. Reminding me why the sky is so beautiful during a clear day. It was the way you saw me. The way you let me see you. It was the way your hands moved, like they were meant to be touched. Where your fingertips ran over my skin, I could feel the electricity. It was your arms. Their strength. The way they could make my world stop spinning. Your heartbeat. The way it could call mine. It was…

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I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings/Maya Angelou- In Honor of National Poetry Month

The free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wings in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky. But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage can seldom see through his bars of rage his wings are clipped and his … Continue reading I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings/Maya Angelou- In Honor of National Poetry Month

How Do I Love Thee?/Elizabeth Barrett Browning- In Honor of National Poetry Month

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace. I love thee to the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love … Continue reading How Do I Love Thee?/Elizabeth Barrett Browning- In Honor of National Poetry Month

Wait

Wait for the dark my darling when we have the somber night enshrouding our wicked sins. Wait to enter my bed inviting yet mysterious blackest of satin surrounding this pale nude body drenched in moonlight. Wait for the fateful moment when my heart and soul surrenders and welcomes you within. Wait until I cry out … Continue reading Wait

Poem: Free Verse – “Your Life Time Reflects” #amwriting #poetry #GDGC

Credit: Cherisse Kenion via Unsplash You wear your life there’s proof, Your face reflects grand truths. Every moment or memory, Each thought wandered, Others don’t know, and will never hear. Your eyes reveal your years, You can’t camaflouge them with makeup, Or dark sunglasses. The life you’ve lived in the sky of your eyes, Has … Continue reading Poem: Free Verse – “Your Life Time Reflects” #amwriting #poetry #GDGC