breathe in
breathe out
morning light
no doubt
•
find me in the purple haze
the dawn that sets the dark ablaze
•
so much of life feels so uncertain
hold your breath, close up the curtains
•
waiting for the sun to rise
for clarity night can’t disguise
•
hold on
hold fast
listen close
outlast
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till quiet truth streams through the door–
I’m not a prisoner anymore
•
sit in silence in the pause
before day breaks: the little death
•
then look around, feet on the ground
open your eyes
•
and take a breath
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Letter to our Queer & Trans Youth
Hey, you. I thought I’d start this letter by telling you a little about myself, just so you know who you’re dealing with. I’m an emotional dad, father to three amazing kids who we met through the foster care system, and whose presence in our lives has really transformed my sense of responsibility to the communities that surround us. The connections we’ve made with one another, with our extended families, and with the communities where we live and look for belonging have catapulted us into this whirlwind of emotional tumult which, while not easy by any stretch of the measure, has also been remarkably healing. I realize ours is really only a one-sided chosen family, since our kids didn’t get to choose to live here, but I’d like to think that they did choose to let us love them, which allowed them to grow to love us. And I think that’s where I want to go with this letter- to a place where you can find belonging and healing- even if the pathway there may be peppered with some emotional tumult.
By F Cade Swanson2 days ago in Pride
Comments (7)
This was great! I loved the metaphor between the sunrise and self-realization. Your command of the imagery in this poem was powerful!
So much beauty in your words… “sit in silence in the pause before day breaks: the little death” Wow.. that struck me! Well done. 🙌🏻♥️
This was breathtakingly beautiful.
Well now...what a beautiful poem...There are far too mnay great lines for me to really highlight here, Joelle! Well done!
Omg, this was just so beautiful!
☺️🙌✨This work beautifully! Great job! Small amount of words but very effective.
This is so good! The flow is spectacular. “find me in the purple haze the dawn that sets the dark ablaze” Yessss ❤️❤️