Tag: growth

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    The earth held me when no one else did.
    I remembered myself in the space between the stars —
    in that breathless silence where the broken pieces finally settled.
    Somewhere between gravity and the void, I became whole again.

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    She loves coffee and rain, the auburn horizon.


    She loves dreaming of naps by the Mediterranean, of being sea-soaked and salt-stained under summers golden veins.

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    Tra fiori selvatici e vino, I toast the ghosts that never learned to leave me.

    I tear the petals, I drain the bottle, I dare the night to swallow me whole.

    I bloom where I burn.

  • Harvest From The Loss

    Harvest From The Loss

    I thought it would destroy me but I harvested from the loss.

    Release, under a crimson red sky.

    I craved crisp air for my lungs. I willed my cold dead heart back to life.

    Not determined to live under the damage done, determined to rise up from it and rebuild again.

    JACQUELINE LENTE POETRY

  • Find Reasons To Stay

    Find Reasons To Stay

    Find reasons to stay and stay relentless.

    Rest is still progress and rebirth is a journey.

    You will find your way.

    JACQUELINE LENTE POETRY

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    Wisdom rises from failure.

    Dwell not on the past nor inflame the source.

    Correct your misconceptions.

    Transcend limitations.

    Move into the unknown.

    All the power lies within your true self and untroubled spirit.

    JACQUELINE LENTE POETRY

  • Two Strangers Part Two

    Two Strangers Part Two

    Two Strangers met
    And accidentally fell in as more than lovers

    We had different demons but matching wounds,
    And sad past tales to tell

    Two broken souls
    Trying to find some guidance home within each other

    Sadly,
    The echos of fear, ego, and past trauma were too great
    Destruction and self-sabotage got in the way
    We became lost

    From drowning in your gaze
    Skin to skin
    To drowning in your absence

    Another scar to add to the map
    Out in the cold again
    At war with my head again

    Two Strangers met
    And fell in as more than lovers
    But Love is war
    Life is chaos
    And two lovers became two strangers again.

    – Two Strangers Part Two

    JACQUELINE LENTE POETRY

  • Two Strangers

    Two Strangers

    You smell like rain and I want to be a part of your storm.

    Drown me in your gaze.
    Rearrange my mind.
    Hold me close,
    Skin to skin.

    Keep me warm from the cold of the outside world
    And the world inside my head.

    Our demons may be different,
    But we wear matching wounds.

    Tangled bones and a map of scars.
    Just trying to find some guidance home.

    – “Two Strangers”

    Jacqueline Lente Poetry

  • Melancholia We Meet Again, My Oldest Friend

    Melancholia We Meet Again, My Oldest Friend

    In the space between endings
    Where the shadows settle

    Demons hide in the corners,
    Creeping aroung my delicate bones.

    My loneliest hour,
    Sadder than the skies crying out.

    The inevitable fall,
    The deepest inhale
    Before I drown in this violent storm of tangled memories and pain.

    Melancholia we meet again, my oldest friend.

    JACQUELINE LENTE POETRY

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    This bridge is the hardest to cross. The river of pain flowing underneath is overtaking, all consuming.

    Taken out to sea. Now it is just me and the crashing waves. I’m screaming storms and shouting thunder,
    All the while adrift in the rift of oblivion.

    But sometimes you have to hold your own hand and sail through the breakdowns.
    As the storms break and the sea calms,
    I see the stars bright reflection bouncing off the water,
    I hear the sweet lullabies of the world laced into the night sky.

    And I know I have to ride the waves and weather the storms to make the journey back to shore.

    – Jacqueline Ann Lente

    – http://www.jacquelineannlente.wordpress.com

    Featured image taken by Jacqueline Ann Lente

  • Stuck In The Void

    Stuck In The Void

    All the days and nights
    Fade away.


    Fade into each other,
    Into a haze.


    All the thoughts and feelings,
    All the pain.
    A whirlpool of emotion,
    Sucking me in.


    Stuck in the void again

    – “Stuck In The Void”

    – Jacqueline Ann Lente

  • Grow, Die, Grow Again

    Grow, Die, Grow Again

    We grow,
    We die,
    We grow again.

    Through life,
    And its garden
    Of pain
    And beauty.

    Fleeting moments,
    Changing seasons.

    We grow,
    We die,
    We grow again.

    – “Grow, die, Grow again”

    – Jacqueline Ann Lente

    – Feature image taken by Jacqueline Ann Lente