Naked Reflections Poetry: Shameless and Unapologetic

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Peace Divine

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This is 1 of 5 poems from the March 5-Day Writing Challenge. We had to use words with aural texture that create a unique sound palette. We were challenged with even creating a unique made-up word. Mine is “Prastinktidy” and you can decide what it means after you’ve explored my poem, Peace Divine.

Peace Divine

Panic

Plucking away

Fibers of your smile

Truncating prayers

As undulating heartbeats 

Rattle and trottle your spirit

Masked madmen slither 

Into your dawn to dusk

Spewing 

Botulinum toxins

Over your grocery cart

Your gas station

Your favorite cafe

Your neighbor’s greeting

Your classroom

Your snakeskin fingers

Making your faith in humanity

Oozeebboozeebb clop

And glut in mustard seeds

Then one seed falls

Onto balmy palm soil 

Your hands receiving it

To take root

Savory splendor sprouting

Piquant prayer of praise

Gratitude 

This moment of wellness

This day’s torrential downpours

Cleansing your dirty hurting Earth

This knowing

That God brings peace

In the midst of

Prastinktidy

Her Haiku Healing: A 40-Day Spiritual and Emotional Journey

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Day 40: Light

candlelight

Although my journey

is not over, I can see

clearly in the dark

My 40 days of haiku healing have reawakened my muse, helped me express feelings from the depths of my darkest pain, and allowed me to walk in faith towards a light that awaits me at the end of this spiritual and emotional journey. Although my journey is not over, I can see clearly in the dark. I can see that I am worthy, that I matter, and that it is time to begin anew. I’ve always believed the scripture that says weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.  I can hardly wait for that morning. It may not be tomorrow, but it’s coming.

Her Haiku Healing: A 40-Day Spiritual and Emotional Journey, Day 16

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man-in-the-darkness

Day 16: Fear

You can’t say sorry

Man incognito

Pride before us all

Wounded Woman

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peaceful scene

Healing begins

on my naked

spiritual wounds

with a tenuous band-aid

and unwavering faith

that I am whole again.

Knowing even the smallest peel

of the plastic

around the pain

can unleash volcanic

soul eruptions

turmoil

tension

misdirected blame.

But the woman responds

not the little girl

to claim wholeness

wellness

strength

and watch faith

place a permanent seal

over spiritual scars

that sometimes

bleed silently.