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Poetry Journal : Rising Joy
In shadows cast by life’s cruel hand,I stand alone on desolate land,
Lost, forsaken, my heart bereft,
In a world where bonds I once had left.
With weary steps, I tread this path,
Where laughter once danced, now silent wrath,
Isolation’s cloak tightens its hold,
As sorrow’s whispers pierce my soul, bold.
Longing for connections, lost and gone,
Yearning for love, yet feeling withdrawn,
But though the world may turn its back,
Within me flickers strength, never to lack.
In solitude’s embrace, I find my voice,
To rise above, to make a choice,
To seek solace in my own embrace,
And rewrite the narrative, with grace.
Embracing my essence, proud and free,
I discover strength that resides within me,
In self-acceptance, I find my worth,
A radiant spirit, embracing rebirth.
Through the open doors of vulnerability,
I find kindred souls, a shared affinity,
In diverse voices, a symphony of care,
Friendships blossoming, connections to share.
And as the echoes of laughter resound,
Love’s gentle arms wrap me around,
In chosen family, a haven of light,
Together we conquer the darkest of night.
The past may fade, but hope shall remain,
A beacon of love, erasing the pain.
So, let the wounds of yesteryear heal,
With each sunrise, a renewed zeal,
For in the depths of despair, I find,
Strength to rebuild, and leave pain behind.
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My author copies have arrived - what a joy to hold them. It was a deeply moving & sometimes difficult experience to read poems as guest editor, due to the subject matter. We were a team of 6 for this reason.
But, what a collection this is. I am speechless, these poets 🕯️🕯️
https://sidhe-press.eu/books/to-light-the-trails-poems-by-women-in-a-violent-world/
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NEW POEM: "On an August No One Knows, 2019" by Alba Sarria (@albasarwrites)
CW: Miscarriage, blood, and mourning.
"The ocean comes out in mourning now
and I wade out, tepidly.
At some point you ceased
but I stayed black-veiled
and waiting"
https://stonecirclereview.com/on-an-august-no-one-knows-2019/
by Alba Sarria CW: Miscarriage, blood, and mourning. The ocean comes out in mourning now and I wade out, tepidly. At some point you ceased but I stayed black-veiled and waiting, forced hopeful as the little red beads crept down the curved inside of my thighs: Your life escaping me one drop at a time. The pre-dawn fish gather, mouths suckling. If I cannot have you then they will take
NEW POEM: "Half Crumbled Silo in a Half Fallow Field" by Grant Clauser
"Say there’s enough ruin to go around.
Say the song the bats keep to themselves
is a song of longing, calling out
to the night’s open palm"
https://stonecirclereview.com/half-crumbled-silo-in-a-half-fallow-field
by Grant Clauser Say there’s enough ruin to go around. Say the song the bats keep to themselves is a song of longing, calling out to the night’s open palm when the difference between a palm and fist is what you know about words. Like ruin – the kind covered by decades or weeds, a word that changes meaning when the land changes
NEW POEM: "instructions for saving yourself" by BEE LB
"find a body of water big enough to show your reflection / and too shallow to drown in. look at the water // but not yourself. remind yourself that ophelia lived only / in a book you’ve never read."
https://stonecirclereview.com/instructions-for-saving-yourself/
by BEE LB find a body of water big enough to show your reflection and too shallow to drown in. look at the water but not yourself. remind yourself that ophelia lived only in a book you’ve never read. remind yourself you own no drowning gowns. step into the water. feel the chills race from the base of your body all the
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