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I have been gone for quite sometime and this is my first Challenge in well over a year. I call it Autobiographical Poetry. I await your coming. I will start it off.
Pick a year of your life. Any year, matters not. Give it flavor, give it a light to shine on. Use it to vent anger or despair. Use it to show the ridiculous, or your passion for what you love.Be honest, be true, write your truth of what you best remember.
Ended February 27, 2018 • 4 Entries • Created by Danceinsilence
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I have been gone for quite sometime and this is my first Challenge in well over a year. I call it Autobiographical Poetry. I await your coming. I will start it off.
Pick a year of your life. Any year, matters not. Give it flavor, give it a light to shine on. Use it to vent anger or despair. Use it to show the ridiculous, or your passion for what you love.Be honest, be true, write your truth of what you best remember.
Cover image for post Once- only one time, less than 1 year given., by Mnezz

Once- only one time, less than 1 year given.

Never from my mind will you part.

Every brief moment we shared was truly a blessing. I still feel your presence so near, little dear.

Tiny hands to hold and play with for as long as time would allow. There I stayed in such a peaceful & great state. My entire being so full of overflowing joy to always see you face-to-face.

The sands of time in the hourglass can’t be reversed. Or I would have tried to go back in time. To be with you for even a much greater while longer.

I thought I’d see you again. But the medical team did their best to save you. Sadly, you came back with a silent heart.

Dearest young sibling, though your time spent here on earth was cut too short- I will always hold you dearly in my own heart. Now and forever more. Even till my last day here on this planet earth.

You may be gone, but I can feel your spiritual being always by my side. I don’t think the time that has passed can ever heal my grief. Now I am only comforted by the thought that I will see you in the afterlife.

You are no longer physically here. That doesn’t mean you’ve been forgotten.

Love you for all time my little young darling sis.

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I have been gone for quite sometime and this is my first Challenge in well over a year. I call it Autobiographical Poetry. I await your coming. I will start it off.
Pick a year of your life. Any year, matters not. Give it flavor, give it a light to shine on. Use it to vent anger or despair. Use it to show the ridiculous, or your passion for what you love.Be honest, be true, write your truth of what you best remember.

(with understanding)

 

The Fates have

favored me

to be born

in the month 

of Love

my folks would say

since my birth I

laughed like an adult

(with understanding)

It's life I've loved

love I've lived

and You I'm 

laughing with

before the cradle

and the grave

seeking our humane

a smile outstretched

(with understanding)

#autobiographicalpoetry #challenge

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I have been gone for quite sometime and this is my first Challenge in well over a year. I call it Autobiographical Poetry. I await your coming. I will start it off.
Pick a year of your life. Any year, matters not. Give it flavor, give it a light to shine on. Use it to vent anger or despair. Use it to show the ridiculous, or your passion for what you love.Be honest, be true, write your truth of what you best remember.

unlink

A choir of boken memories

a band of forgotten pain

an orchestra of good times

and a symphony of rage

Which face am I wearing when I belittle the old me?

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I have been gone for quite sometime and this is my first Challenge in well over a year. I call it Autobiographical Poetry. I await your coming. I will start it off.
Pick a year of your life. Any year, matters not. Give it flavor, give it a light to shine on. Use it to vent anger or despair. Use it to show the ridiculous, or your passion for what you love.Be honest, be true, write your truth of what you best remember.

The Unlucky Hand

It was in September of 2016 that I thought I've done it!

I was proud to be an American Airmen, but alas it wasn't for me

With an unlucky upbrining I lost what I worked so hard for how could that be?

When I was diagnosed with PTSD I lost my career in the blink of an eye

It wasn't pitty that I wanted

It was just understanding that I needed

I just needed a hand instead I got the boot

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