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May 19, 2019 ~ liezel graham ~ Leave a comment

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i am eve . paradise has found me . after midnight . in the unlined hours of this day . consumed by words . i am consumed . falling into my hands . there are poems here that breathe . that have secrets . i hold them a little bit longer than i should . they are the soft skin of my grandmother’s hands . they are the happy sitting around a christmas table . before we splintered . i hold all of this sweet fat that fills . dripping down my chin into the hollow of my collar bones . i keep all my secrets there . it satisfies . i am for a moment full . yet it leaves me empty . again . and hungry for more . is what i crave . haven’t i always been . chasing glorious things wildly . i wonder how there are people bored . with life . when there is so much to eat on this page. . — ee cummings at midnight. . © Liezel Graham 2020. . Photograph by Zoltan Tasi. . A poem about losing yourself in the words of a poet in a darkly, quiet house, when all you hear is silence and all your hunger is filled with the richness of another’s words. . liezel . . . . #poetry #words #wordsmith #eecummings #poetsofinstagram #indiepoetry #indiepoet #liezelgrahampoetry #liezelgraham #scotland @scottishassocwriters #iweepinink #poetryporn #spilledink #spilledthoughts #poetryisnotdead #poetrylovers #poetryisalive #beautifulwords #beautyintheordinary #poetryatmidnight #amwriting #potd

look for the ones who lean into your story. . the ones who don't shrink back from your pain. . the ones who can hear what you are not saying. . these are your people. love them fiercely. . — on finding the ones who will hold your heart. . © Liezel Graham 2019. . Photograph source Pixabay. . . {a repost from a year ago} . . . . #liezelgraham #liezelgrahamquote #liezelgrahamwriter #word #wotd #wordsmith #livebrave #poetryporn #quoteporn #quote #quoteoftheday #spilledink #spilledthoughts #amwriting #encouragement #encourage #healing #vulnerability #indiewriter #indiewritersofinstagram #indiepoet #wordswithqueens #wordswithkings #trust #scotland #buildingcommunity #relationshipgoals

at the leisure centre through the revolving doors . i walk . i wear my favourite jeans the ones that lift and support . there are parts of me that need help staying up . even after all these years of . strong . i come from a place only i know the scent of . i strip away . my coat my shoes . i am on holy ground a rain damp hat knickers too . everything that hides me from the truth of other bodies . them from me me from you . i walk on feet afraid . naked . . almost . still our eyes find each other in all this wetness and we talk we are strangers in this great daring thing . together . we throw words to each other like bright balls . catch and throw catch and throw your turn now now my go . can i show you a little bit more of me . when last has a stranger seen the pale of my skin . the dimples on my thighs . that grew with my pregnant belly but never left . twelve winters my hands have felt them every night just before i yield . reproving . as if my whole life is held hostage by the plumpness of my legs . that have carried me bravely through doors and far away from war . when we have finally shown each other enough . we undo the babysoft skin of our courage and leave . revolving outward into winter . later quite by chance we see each other in the bread aisle . fingers carefully looking for something sweet . our eyes do not meet for more than a second . they can’t . we are wearing far too many layers now. . — swimming in deep water. . © Liezel Graham 2020. . Photograph by Stefano Zocca. . . . #liezelgraham #liezelgrahampoetry #indiepoet #indiepoetry #words #wordsmith #poetryporn #spilledink #spilledwords #spilledthoughts #words #wordsmith #brave #courage #livemorebravely #relationships #vulnerability #beautyintheordinary #woman #amwriting #poetsofinstagram #poetry #hidingfromeachother #hidingfromlife

. . sometimes, love walks out of a man’s mouth carrying nothing but dirt and seeds. . — plant a garden with me. . © Liezel Graham 2020. . Photograph by Gabriel Jimenez. . love looks different to every heart. . sometimes she is clothed in the most ordinary way, but see how much hope she carries for the future, in her pockets. . xx . . . . . . #poetry #liezelgrahampoetry #liezelgraham #words #wordsmith #iweepinink #spilledink #spilledthoughts #poetryofinstagram #poetrylovers #ordinarylove #everydaylove #indiepoetry #indiepoet #poetryporn #poetryisnotdead #wotd #scotland #love #lovepoetry #relationships #beautyintheordinary #poetsofinstagram #amwritingpoetry #micropoetry #micropoem #hope

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