You Made Me A Beast
Simply by abandoning me
We all live through the ups and downs
Hopefully with help, never ever alone,
Friends, family, standing by your side
When needing a hug, pick up the phone.
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Struggling alone is extremely tough
Trust me, as I know this only too well,
Most of my life I’ve done it on my own
Nary a soul to help or anyone to tell.
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If nothing else, it’s made me stronger
It has hardened my heart as I learned,
Relying on others, it never ended well
And I was either spurned or burned.
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It has certainly helped me be resilient
An expert at difficult problem solving,
It lowered my expectations of others
As I watched relationships dissolving.
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So these words here are written today
A shout out for supporting me the least,
Your abandonment has truly backfired
Instead of breaking, I became a beast!
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Colleen Millsteed
My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.
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A Flower Song
Apparently the Aztecs, Toltecs, Chichimecs and other Mexica were crazy about poetry. Despite the book-burning, slaughter, and epidemics that characterized the early stages of the Spanish conquest of the empires of Mexico, some hundreds of poems from the height of their tradition come down to us in Classical Nahuatl, preserved by Nahua and Spanish scholars of the 16th century. One of the most famous poets, Nezahualcoyotl, was a sage-king who opposed the cult of human sacrifice associated with Tezcatlipoca, God of the Smoking Mirror, and favored Quetzalcoatl, the Feathered Serpent. Flowers and feathers were the favorite offering of the Plumed Serpent. Moreover, flowers and feathers are a metaphor for poetry. Individual words, scattered petals, the down of tropical birds. The temples of blood sacrifice could be transformed into temples of flower and song. A sublimated offering to the Heart of Earth and the Heart of Sky encapsulated in the Classical Nahuatl kenning for poetry: in xōchitl in cuīcatl, meaning, "the flower and the song." The following poem is part of a longer work, and is in a state of flux, so take the waters as they flow:
By Rob Angeli3 days ago in Poets
Comments (8)
Wonderfully worded.
I love this so much! Keep being a beast! 💪🏼
You put into words so much of my life. Beautiful poetry :)
Very emotive!
More great words, every day I feel it's time I just stopped writing, I am past my sell by date
This is great.
I am fan. It's also inspiration poem for me for sure ❤️🌹
Powerful!!!💖😊💕