Emily Dickerson

Joined November 2021

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Hopeful and young, full of love. From my heart high praises are sung. For this reason I am here: to love and serve and bring all souls near. <3

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Lessons
Let me chide you now While my head is clear I want to discipline out of love To instruct, not instill fear I know I’ve taught you right from wrong
By Emily Dickerson2 years ago in Poets
Where I Have Sought Longing
I have longed for a longing Like a turn at belonging I have wanted a feeling Like wanting to be free Of this endless reeling
By Emily Dickerson2 years ago in Poets
For Now
How can I leave them at the foot of the throne When they fill up pages of notes on my phone? How can I hear the end of the story
By Emily Dickerson2 years ago in Poets
Sins' Balm
The nightmare I avoided while awake Turned into a sweet dream The sins I hid, fearing what’s at stake Are my hopeful future, it seems
By Emily Dickerson2 years ago in Poets
Share the Toothpaste
An equal exchange is a mind for a heart Or a soul for a soul, but for only a part?- Why would anyone make such a deal
By Emily Dickerson2 years ago in Poets
So Many Battles
How can I know familiarity In acts yet undone? How can I lose so many battles When the victory’s won? How many times could I fall down
By Emily Dickerson2 years ago in Poets
Seraphim of Glory
Seraphim Dream of him On a whim Chronicle Tales we cull Whimsical Advantage Give homage Loose bondage Recognize
By Emily Dickerson2 years ago in Poets
Call Him What He Is - "Not Yours"
I am defined by the summit of all Pity, your pithy life full of brine Has robbed you of even the gall To call your own husband “mine”
By Emily Dickerson2 years ago in Poets
Ride the Bike
No perfect instruction will make this clear Where to put your hands to stably steer No tomes nor documentaries to supplement
By Emily Dickerson2 years ago in Poets
Inextricably Intertwined
I can already hear your heart Reflected in the beating of mine Though we are still separate, apart Our beings are inextricably intertwined
By Emily Dickerson2 years ago in Poets
Remember to Pray Before Bed - Part Two
If only you could see my dreams, the really bad ones The cats that wouldn’t sit still for the photograph My engagement ring smashed to pieces
By Emily Dickerson2 years ago in Poets
Remember to Pray Before Bed
If only you could see my dreams, the really bad ones The nightmares I’ve faced and tried to escape Lately, they’ve been more frequent and
By Emily Dickerson2 years ago in Poets

Emily Dickerson

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Lessons

Where I Have Sought Longing

For Now

Sins' Balm

Share the Toothpaste

So Many Battles

Seraphim of Glory

Call Him What He Is - "Not Yours"

Ride the Bike

Inextricably Intertwined

Remember to Pray Before Bed - Part Two

Remember to Pray Before Bed

Stories (143/0)