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"If you don't like something, change it. If you can't change it, change your attitude." – Maya Angelou

Joy Be Found

A poem about letting go of hurts

Following the


spine of debris-


line (time for show


and tell: my life)



clutching holy hurts


to bleeding breast,


(each validated, labeled),


filed for nocturnal


resentment roasts


(daily pity-parties)


scowling the inces-


sant sea erasing each


(carefully placed)


sand print left upon


a wounded world.


Startled, stumbled


I in shallow surf—


these bastardly


birds swooped


from cyan sky


screeched at my


stooped shadow


(with glee!) flying


formation through


salted spray daring


me, the world, to


reconsider: joy be


found in simple


things, unshackle


hurts, grant grace—


the soul be given


wings


•••


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