Coming Out – The Journey
This is the “depository” of all my blog entries and poetry that either led me through, to, or beyond the decision to “come out”, and continues to chronicle thought and feelings about this incredible journey.
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in swirling chaos
in swirling chaos / together – we find center / and you make me feel
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It’s a SIGN…
Or IS it a “sign” at all?
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what will the waves do with their fury?
Paint the scene now, before ship takes a dive.
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Soon the Sun Will Be Blazing
Though today We are Dazing While mindlessly Grazing
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Self-challenge, and… go.
I still don’t know where to start.
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This is How Love Is
For in the end, Love Runs to Us, Grasps Us, And Refuses to Ever let Us go.
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What a Trip – #SoCS
Little things piled up. Thing which, under normal circumstances, would have rolled off my back, but they ALL. HAPPENED. AT. ONCE.
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No Shovel Required
Snow falls and then melts
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Whatever.
Whatever.
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A Book of Endless Pages – SoCS
Every day is a new page in a book of endless pages.
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Obscured
I see you… Rising above the cloudswhich obscurewhere your building began. You continue to riseIn spite of the clouds, And clouds don’t last forever. One day… You will standstrongand proud, And I will see you fully,toptobottom, Illuminatedby a never-ending sun. The Pic and a Word Challenge is (usually) a weekly creativity prompt offered Mondays. Photo Credit:Patrick Jennings…
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See Where I Might Land – SoCS
The prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday (SoCS) is: “let go.” Write about the first thing that comes to mind when you think “let go.” Enjoy! I’m about 36 hours late on my SoCS because, well, I just couldn’t “let go” yesterday. I had it SO firmly affixed in my mind what had to be…
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‘Tis heaven’s heat which rescues from cold hell.
Away, aweigh, ’tis love which calls us forth; The love which calls shall push us there as well. When globe reveals what’s east, west, south or north ‘Tis heaven’s heat which rescues from cold hell.
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The Roller Coast
We can’t get enough of The Coasters.
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Don’t Yuck Someone Else’s Yum – #SoCS
You don’t have to like it; you don’t have to eat it. I will.
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Sonnet XL: Refocusing
The bad’s still there – I’ll let the best abound.
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There Are No Rules – #SoCS
Opposites attract, Except, of course, when they Don’t.
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Brightening
I swear I’ve been here before
defying atrophy 