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you cannot force spring, onto a wintering heart, and you can throw blossoms at the cherry tree, untamed and naked in her grief, but she will not bloom wild white hope, until her barrenness is over and a new season swells within her. —in the season of (another’s) discouragement. . . © Liezel Graham 2018. . . . . #liezelgraham #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetryporn #poetryisalive #poetryisart #poetryisnotdead #words #wordsmith #shewrites #nature #naturepoetry #cherrytree #depression #mentalhealth #hope #seasons #poetryabouttrees #indiepoet #instapoetry #instapoet #spilledink #iweepinink #spilledthoughts #livemoremagic #beautifulwords

i have never heard the robin berate the blackbird for his song. —at peace. . . © Liezel Graham 2018. . . . . . #nature #naturepoetry #lessonsfromnature #robin #blackbird #poetry #poetryisalive #poetryisnotdead #poetryisart #words #wordsmith #shewrites #mothernature #indiepoetry #indiepoet #micropoetry #poetsofig #instapoets #justbeyou

standing on tiptoe looking in on other lives longing for the warmth —childhood, interrupted. . . © Liezel Graham 2018. . . . . #haiku #haikupoem #childhood #longing #poetry #poetryisalive #poetryisnotdead #poetryisart #iweepinink #spilledink #spilledthoughts #words #wordsmith #raw #shewrites #lookingin #indiepoetry #indiepoet #simplethoughts

{A poem for World Mental Health Day.} . . on a cold, winter’s day, a man . carrying a heavy load, lost his footing and fell . into a deep, icy river. . exhausted from the cold and the weight he had been trying to hold . he struggled to keep his life above the blackness below. . on the banks of the river there were, fortunately for him, several others willing to help. . and a rope. . ‘keep your head above the dark and look towards the light’ . and . ‘i am praying for you. this battle is surely spiritual and you can, indeed, you must win this fight. have you tried fasting?’ . and . ‘this despair is all in your mind, just think positive. do not give in to the negative thoughts that are swirling, they are false and you have the power to overcome this water’ . and . ‘i fell into a similar river once, the water was warmer and not quite so deep, but i got out. and so can you. if you try hard enough’ . and . ‘i shall throw you an apple and some organic carrots. eat yourself from out of that dark space’ . and . ‘what weakness is this? i wish that i too had the luxury of letting go of my load.’ . and . ‘if you only knew how many people all over this world have prayed for water like that which you are so fortunate to be in. so just swim.’ . but the man was tired. worn out. ashamed. defeated. . and . nobody had thought to throw the rope, . and . so, surrounded by advice, . he drowned. . and all the helpers walked away muttering, carrying their thoughts and prayers and holiness to find others more worthy to save. —advice to the drowning. . . © Liezel Graham 2018. . . #WorldMentalHealthDay #mentalhealth #mentalhealthawareness #depression #poetry #words #wordsmith #iweepinink #spilledink #spilledthoughts #indiepoetry #indiepoet #advicetothedrowning #shewrites #wordsoftheday #poema #encouragement #poetryisnotdead #poetryisalive #poetryisart #counselling #affirmation #help

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I want to speak the world beautiful.

i want to eat

beauty,

so that my words

will have the

fragrance of

hope

on them.

—i want to speak the world beautiful.

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Liezel Graham

Wife. Mum. Lover of words. Lover of the Word. Writer of stories. I drink too much coffee and dream improbably big dreams. The quintessentially weird kid, all grown up and (still) finding refuge in books and words. View all posts by Liezel Graham

Posted on June 22, 2018Author Liezel GrahamCategories PoetryTags Beauty, Choosing the slow life, Encouragement, Gratitude, Healing, Hope, Inner Healing, Joy, Life, Love, Poetry, Seek the Joy, Selflove, Slow Living, The important things in life, Woman, Writing

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