Poetry: Her Choosing

By Monica C. Voskamp

 

She let his hands

Caress her neck

Slowly sliding

Down.

 

She let his lips

Press soft her neck

Slowly sliding

Down.

 

She let his hands

Undo her hair

Slowly falling

Down.

 

She let his hands

Unclasp her dress

Slowly falling

Down.

 

She let her walls

Always known refusing

Finally falling

Down.

 

Always hope. Always believe. Always love. ❤

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Poetry: Hold Me Close

By Monica C. Voskamp

 

Hold me close

When the shivers of the past

Clutch my throat.

 

Hold me close

As I can’t stop the shaking

Remembering.

 

Hold me close

And tell me a new message

Write into my soul every language

That will speak forever

The foreign words,

Love.

 

Just hold me close

As the pain weeps from my soul

It is dark– I’m sorry for that-

But I need you to stay

Don’t let me go.

 

Let me stay here for a moment longer

Let the pain weep bitterly

So all the poison comes out

Hold me close.

 

Be patient while I heal

Love, please promise me

You’ll hold me close.

 

Always hope. Always believe. Always love. ❤

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Poetry: Like a Hurricane

By Monica C. Voskamp

 

Don’t hold back

Don’t live regrets

You can’t rewind time

But you can give today 

Love the size of a hurricane.

 

Don’t pause, don’t wait

Till you wake up one day

And wonder why you didn’t

Ever take the chance before.

If you hold back too long

You just might miss your chance

To give what you can right now

Love like a hurricane.

 

Don’t wait and skip your mark

Don’t suddenly walk away

Take charge, go straight on in

Give hope with open arms

Give what no one can ever buy

Love like a hurricane.

 

It only takes a moment

To lay down your pride

It only takes a moment

To live a different life

But the choice is yours to make

Give what nothing else can replace,

Love like a hurricane.

 

Always hope. Always believe. Always love.  💞

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Poetry: Raindrops

By Monica C. Voskamp

 

Raindrops upon my soul

Both gentle and hard

Drops of tears and mistakes

Pain joy and regrets.

 

Raindrops upon my soul

Both refreshing and healing

While achingly difficult.

 

The winds blow hard

Of storms I didn’t expect

But this rain upon my soul

Is neither good nor awful.

 

It’s purposes of springtime life

Dirt puddles and mud combined

Mingled raindrops on our souls

These the unfolding picture

Of our becoming whole.

 

Always hope. Always believe. Always love. 💕

 

Poetry: Crystals of Beauty

By Monica C. Voskamp

 

Love is not selfish

Love is not selfish darling

Love is a gift

A Gift that gives.

 

Love is not selfish

Imprisoned pain is selfish

It wants to protect you

So badly So desperately

That it’s death grip hold

Clenches loves life out.

 

I’m not saying

It doesn’t hurt

I’m not saying

It isn’t fair

But I’m telling you

I’m reminding you

Love is greater than pain.

 

Hold onto what will

Move you forward

Not onto that which

Holds you stuck

Hold onto love my darling.

 

 

Love is not selfish

You should know that by now.

Love is not selfish

Darling it wants your best!

 

Let go a little hurt today

And give a little love.

The more you give

The more you live

Because love is

The catalyst not pain.

 

Pain is your friend to guide you

But can also be the enemy

To blind you

Let pain show you this

Love is not selfish

Bitter pain is.

 

Take your pain

Get creative

Take your pain

And write a new anthem

Don’t repeat history

Do something new!

 

Rewrite the lines of beauty

Not the fame, skin or wealth

Rewrite beauty true as she is

Love is not selfish.

 

Loves lives and gives

Love is the author to transform

All those blood drops of pain

Into crystal diamonds of love.

 

Love is not selfish darling.

Release your pain

Wear your diamonds

Crystals of beauty,

Love.

 

Always hope. Always believe. Always love. 💕

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