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The Final Bow

Posted on by Dawn Renee Miller

My heart weighed heavy at the start of this poetry month, having been unsure of my own mind, my present, my future, and a historic-sized wave of regret and nostalgia over the preceding few months. Mistakes were made and time was needed to work through my own unsurety.

Writing has been cathartic to help me refocus and move through it. I am more in the present and able to work through the challenges that lie ahead now. To close out my month of poetry, I hope you enjoy The Final Bow.

Everyone has darkness that they must overcome.

Depression, anxiety, sadness, loneliness, or anger.

Seek inside yourself the goodness you have

and find ways to move through darkness.

No one else can do it for you.

When dealing with others faced with darkness,

quiet the accusations, open your ears and heart.

Be honest, but be their light, so that they may see.

Darkness cannot drown out darkness.

Hope for them they can find their way.

Darkness cannot defeat the light, no matter how hard it may try,

but light can be seen through the dark, and help us find our way.

April 30, 2021~DRM~

Please visit my poetry page throughout the month for all of my poems for April: https://dawnreneewrites.com/?page_id=1378

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Grateful

Posted on by Dawn Renee Miller

Trying my hand at an acrostic poem for today. My hope is everyone finds at least one thing to be grateful for each and every day.

Grins help me find some happiness.

Reality, I am where I need to be.

Adventure awaits to refill my soul.

Tribbles and purrs come from my fur-babies.

Exciting challenges lay ahead at work.

Friendships remain dear.

Upbeat music plays all around.

Love fills my heart.

April 28, 2021~DRM~

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Sunrise

Posted on by Dawn Renee Miller

Gloom hangs in the air this dawn.

Joy and lightness are missing.

The trees are dark, lining the lake,

their reflections in the water even darker.

The sun finally breaks through in the distance behind.

Its rays highlight clouds in a warm coral pink hue.

The birds begin to soar, and

the heaviness starts to lift.

April 27, 2021~DRM~

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Watery Retreat

Posted on by Dawn Renee Miller

Swimming laps. I miss it. Since February of 2020, my toes have not touched a pool. When COVID-19 hit, all public gym activities ceased for me. I am about a month away from being able to head back…just need that final shot.

Shimmering water under the lights.

Lanes clearly marked. Flags draped across.

A quiet calm fills the air. Ripples form as I step in.

A refreshing chill travels up my legs. The water envelops me.

I dunk my head and silence takes over.

Stroke, Stroke, Stroke, Breathe.

Voices in my mind drown as I start to swim.

Stroke, Stroke, Stroke, Breathe.

My shoulders and back loosen up.

Stroke, Stroke, Stroke, Breathe.

Stress melts away as I relax.

Stroke, Stroke, Stroke, Breathe.

Calmness floats over me.

Touch, Flip, Switch Stroke.

Concentration returns to my form.

Stroke, Stroke, Stroke, Breathe.

Arms propel me through the water.

Stroke, Stroke, Stroke, Breathe.

Legs and feet work together, pushing me further.

Stroke, Stroke, Stroke, Breathe.

Multi-color flags warn me of the upcoming wall.

Stroke, Stroke, Touch.

The cycle begins again.

April 25, 2021~DRM~

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Crystal Clear

Posted on by Dawn Renee Miller

The truth will set you free; the bitter truth stings while doing it. No one can change their past actions and mistakes, all we can do is learn from them and make changes and grow.

Peace to all who have had the patience with others navigating these obstacles when they are unable or refuse to see.

Crystal clear, the view is now. The head was playing tricks.

Crystal clear, the tears are now. Falling down swollen cheeks.

Crystal clear, the past is now. Memories are where they belong.

Crystal clear, the present is now. Without you, life goes on.

Crystal clear, the path is now. Only going forward, no more going back.

April 24, 2021~DRM~

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Torn Up

Posted on by Dawn Renee Miller

Eating away, emotions are tearing apart my heart.

Misinterpretations of intent, taking over my brain.

The body writhes in pain, unable to be freed.

Unable to separate truth from words and actions.

What started out as a nobel attempt to reconnect

Fails miserably after all this time.

Knowing the failure, now can I move forward,

forget it all, and not worry about being forgiven?

It was meant to build and to help,

instead, my foolishness destroyed it instead.

Maybe that will close the door,

finally let me go.

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Sport Mode

Posted on by Dawn Renee Miller

The excitement of driving a sports car is awesome….even for the most intrepid and cautious driver. You never know when they’ll bust out the sport mode!

Glasses, on.

Seatbelt, strapped.

Engine, revving.

Waiting for the light to turn green.

Sport mode, engaged.

Ready, Set,

GO!

Flipping through the gears,

20, 40, 60, more.

How fast can she go?

Thrown back in the seat.

Breathing heavy.

How long can I push it,

before I chicken out,

settling for a few over the speed limit?

April 23, 2021~DRM~

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Snowy Thoughts

Posted on by Dawn Renee Miller

Moonlight streams down through the clouds and the beams bounce across the ripples in the lake.

The quiet coo of a final dove settling in echoes through the night air.

She reclines in her adirondack as the cooled air settles in after a balmy Florida day.

The flames from the firepit warm her naked toes as she looks across the water.

She wraps her arms across her chest, her hands rubbing her arms to keep her warm.

She imagines what it would be like to be up north where the snow is still falling and the air is colder.

Bundled up by a raging fire and watching snowflakes drift down silently through the window.

Curled up and playing games or watching old movies as drifts build outside the door.

She wonders if she’ll make it there one day to enjoy it all.

April 22, 2021 ~DRM~

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