The world
Teaches us to cringe at ourselves–
Hiding, escaping
From the people we really are
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Only to wake up one day and wonder
Why we don’t feel whole.
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Begin the journey
Of crawling back
Toward yourself
And you will find
That there was never a piece missing–
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It was only cast in shadow
About the Creator
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Let me be honest. I am finding this difficult. Now, I like a challenge, a stretch, a bit of an obstacle course. “Write about the decline of the British Empire in the form of a narrative poem in which your protagonist is an artichoke” I read, and flex my fingers. “Write a haiku to evoke the sensation of sibilance using only the first half of the alphabet.” “Well”, I think to myself, “this should be fun.” But “write about a system that isn’t working”? A system that isn’t working? Now? In 2026? ONE system? My favourite system that isn’t working? The sexiest system that isn’t working? The one giving me the most angst day to day? The one giving me the most existential dread? I am, as I say, finding this difficult. I will own that I have contemplated writing a thousand words on why the steady “all on” setting on my fairy lights is the EIGHTH of seven options which must be sequentially activated to get there, because that is a system that some fool came up with and it definitely doesn’t work, and now who is paying the price, eh? But how can I write about my fairy lights when…. When…. When….
By Hannah Moore7 days ago in Humans
Comments (23)
💕 love it.
Nice work... I loved it
GREAT writing and thought. My parents always told me to "put your best foot forward", I needed to "make a good impression". Now at the age of 76, I realize how much time I wasted trying to fit the image I thought others should see. Now? (please forgive my language), I don't give a damn! What you see is what you get. I'm a much happier person. Your poem really hit home.
Absolutely love this! So much truth here. Thank you for shining the light.
I love this. I love shadow work and it's nice to see a poem that reflects it 😆 fantastic work.
Facts-❤️💯✌️📝 Congratulations on your Top Story🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉
Beautifully written 🤍 And a magically hopeful ending 🤍 Congratulations on Top Story!
Congratulations on Top Story ✨🥳 I’m so glad I get to read it again - I realise I was super tired last time I was here… this felt like the first time I read this 🙈✨🕊️❤️
Wow. This is beautiful. Congrats on the TS.
Congratulations nice job
You are fired up, OUCH! I always say, the more you write, the more the words resonate far beyond that which we thought ourselves capable of. This is like that metamorphosis of which you spoke.
Congrats on a fine top story, Joelle!
Beautiful work, Joelle!! I love how the ending just feels so absolutely true after reading your words. Congratulations on the TS ☺️.
Yes! Another wonderful piece, Joelle! Perfectly stated and so true💞💫
So much truth here Joelle. I think this was written for me 😍. Your words are so close to home. Beautifully said.
This was extremely powerful and uplifting! Very well done!
Extremely wise words, especially for one so young.
I really loved that, the positive message and hopefulness. Very nice and well articulated!
✍️ The beautiful truth of this is liberating. 👏
Great! Terrific work!
So true! Well done ❤️✨👌🕊️
So Bright !
This is great, Joelle! Very nicely done!