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Spilled confessions
leak from my veins,
formerly so
careful hidden
beneath layers of
innocent lies,
the “It’s ok” and “I’m fine” type,
all those thoughts
that rested dormant
under the surface,
words and worlds held back,
unable to breathe

But, now they are free,
words,
thoughts,
emotions,
unrestrained

Breath_words© 5/29/16

Wild One

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She is free, unbroken
with a spirit that calls to you
She dances in the dark
and makes music with fire,
creating sparks
that you want to feel
She is a skipping stone,
longing to turn
ripples into waves
She is untamed
and unwilling to conform,
refusing to turn herself
into the status quo
She creates art
from the very things
others throw away,
finding beauty
in even the smallest things
She is the wild one,
a dandelion
flying in the wind,
and all you want to do
is make a wish

Breath_words© 5/22/16

Figment

Day 3 A-Z Challenge People Edition (C)

So…this one was easy. This lady is phenomenally talented. I’ve done a review on her chapbook already. But I could wax poetic about her words any day. She is a gorgeous lady and her words are raw, yet beautiful. She digs in deep, never sugar-coating anything. She doesn’t just write. She lives in each line.

If you don’t follow her, you should. – A

Christina Strigas

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Everything turns blue

if you dissect it

even the color purple.

I feel how words exit

like last night’s

whiskey shots

as the burning sensation

warmed my insides

along with your hand upon

my skin. The combination

was deadly

sin.

Just because I listen to my voices

does not mean

you need to.

You go about and leave me

in this shallow water

it’s not cold at all

actually,

my illness has gone

my hands are warm again

my feet touching the ground

but my imagination

it creates blame

for misunderstanding

my own intentions.

Often, you deny it all

and I believe all the

lies. The fact is

I am a consensus

a Canadian statistic

and now I am

growing my own garden

seeds intact

you on top of me

digging deep inside me

for all the answers

to the questions

you can never ask.

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An t-Slighe / The Way

Day 2 A-Z Challenge People Edition (B)

She calls herself a creative eccentric. I just call her a gorgeous writer.

Ms Bain has the ability to teach with her words, showing us truths from different perspectives. She writes with a lovely type of melancholy, but also with strength. Her words enlighten with a profound simplicity, beautifully composed.
-A

Karen Bain - Writer

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I am the sum of all who have helped me
all who have shown me the way
I am the sum of all who have offered me
their tomorrow’s are my today

I am the sum of all who saw in me
what I did not see in myself
the sum of a precious journey…
The path beyond myself

I am the sum of all who gave to me
what I could not find inside of me
I am the song that was sung to my heart
echoing beyond my darkest night

the sum of a thousand tender gifts
Speaking love and beauty and dignity…

©Karen Bain 2016.All Rights Reserved.

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