Category: Unchained Tongues
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THE LONELY
Turbulent Ocean Tossed about sea The sound of the heart Inside of me Seething and sighing Through night and Through tears The sigh is deafening The lonely is a prison sentence And I hold the pardon This is the only home I know Alone Unknown Bowing to a whim That’s not my own I can […]
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FOURTH WATCH
There’s an ache that keeps me up at night That wakes me In the deep of the fourth watch The silence is deafening Empty Quiet But I’m not alone I can feel Him Present Very near He’s there Keeping watch over my heart Keeping watch over the ache in my soul The loneliness that owns […]
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ANGER
The darkness of anger It’s what I feared Feared that if it spoke Would rage Would resent Would never stop Photo by Lucy Chian on Unsplash The silenced ones They disappear Into the dark Familiar, horrible comfort Of hiding Photo by Tim Mossholder on Unsplash Righteous indignation For the dishonor Of hearts Of love Without […]
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UNCHAINED TONGUES
Poetry With a Purpose. Poetry that gives voice to stories that have long been silent. To give dignity to suffering and pain, declare hope in captivity, and celebrating the resilient soul! To honor the sacred. To validate the truth. To release the cry of the wounded heart and find healing in brokenness. I embarked on […]
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NEW YEAR/ POETIC ENDEAVORS
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! I want to start off by saying thank you for following my blog! I am humbled by the fact that I could have anything to say that anyone would want to hear. It’s an extreme honor to be given the gift of words and communication and I pray I honor God and […]
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WALLS
If those walls could talkThey wouldn’t sing but weepOf days gone byOf a secret keptA girl who mournsWhile a mother sleptWept herselfOf the terrors deepWithin the closetof her own skeletons Childhood hungerNever fedHer sunken hopeIn a sea of painIf those walls could talkRage runs deep in themDespairHope deferredSick heartsSick mindsSick with shameWith words unspokenChains on […]
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MY LOVE (A Captive’s Song)
In the night watch My Love is scaling the wall To come and find me To come and hold me close In the darkness His love is shining the light To my freedom To the end of night And my eyes are looking for him And my heart is beating wild for him And my […]
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HANDS (A Tribute to My Mother)
Day by day She served and mourned Such pretty hands Such sorrowful form Eyes deep with hope lost Such hope lost for herself But saved for her babies Oh when she looked at them Hope alive With promise Told them of a confidence She did not yet process But one day would Fierce and strong […]
Crisie Hutchings 