So for the past year I’ve been working on my second collection of poetry, Messages in Bottles (hoping happiness replies). I’m self publishing it through Createspace, as I did with my first book, Home – A Poetry Collection. I’m extremely proud of this book, both because of the actual work inside it, but also because of the story it…
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Remember:
Your thoughts aren’t real,
They stir your mind into a swirl
A tornado
With power to turn dreams to ruins
If only you let them
But you have the power to stand as strong
As a deep rooted tree
Withstanding rains
And winds
And storms
That cloak the world in a fog
Transforming it into something
Unrecognisable.
iv.
The sky turns out
The clouds are going down
It’s going to be a long night
I don’t know where the water
Was coming from today
So here I am
Thinking
I will see you in a dream.
The world is so big
And I know I am small
If I don’t matter to anyone,
Do I matter at all?
Do I matter to them?
Do I matter to you?
I hope that I matter
But matter to who?
To everyone I’ve ever written about…
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What if
All that was,
Is,
And will be
Is constant?
What if it has all
Already happened
And is happening
Continuously,
Right now,
But each of us is only capable
Of consciously knowing
One spot at a time.
Seeing a place where I spend all my time from above or the outside, really shows me just how small and insignificant I am. I am just a speck. But if every speck is insignificant and I am a speck in a cluster of insignificances, yet together we are significant…
am I really insignificant at all?
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Just the sight
Of these ominous oceans
Gives me the feeling
That these rocking motions
Are actually
Living in my heart
And my stomach.
Lauren Kathleen 