Challenges
battles fought,
not easily won
The wages of war,
defeat.
By Sylvia Porter-Hall
Challenges
battles fought,
not easily won
The wages of war,
defeat.
By Sylvia Porter-Hall
Emotions
remind us,
we are alive.
Sad,happy,anxious,scared
Human
By Sylvia Porter-Hall
I won’t give up, I simply can’t,
it’s not the way I was made.
Within me lies the will to live,
best made plans have been laid.
What am I to do when hope runs out?
No silver lining in sight.
The only thing that makes any sense,
is to face the fire and fight.
So, I’ll fight as though my life depends,
and often, it usually does.
Looking back will surely bring regret,
for all that is and was.
So, I won’t give up, I simply can’t,
it’s not the way I was made.
The fight in me will never die,
nor will I be afraid.
By Sylvia Porter-Hall
Though scars may fade and even heal,
their presence still remain.
While not allowing us to forget,
our fleshy wounds and pain.
The visible reminders of many journeys,
tough travels over time,
Consistently failing to forgive,
a self-defeating crime.
If only we would realize,
that forgiveness is the truth.
The visible scars may still remain,
our healing is the the proof.
By Sylvia Porter-Hall
Lately, I am seeing a new version of ‘me’,
the version that others could always see.
The stature and confidence that escaped my sight,
while blinding others with a presence bright.
How could I not see ‘me’ all along?
My self-assessment so terribly wrong.
The many layers that took years too build,
kept me securely sheltered and unfulfilled.
But as each layer falls away,
with new awareness, I can honestly say,
I like this ‘me’, no arrogance or deceit,
a once broken woman, now beautifully complete.
The ‘me’ I’d always failed to see,
is now someone I am proud to be.
By Sylvia Porter-Hall
Attention seeker
most important to be seen
Always loudly heard.
By Sylvia Porter-Hall
Mirror…
boldly staring
Reflection of the truth
in all its stark transparency
Echo
By Sylvia Porter-Hall
Patience…
is a virtue
or so the saying goes.
The act of waiting perfected
Composed
By Sylvia Porter-Hall
Life’s plot thickens with every minute,
you know firsthand because you’re in it.
A change in scene, an unrehearsed line,
eight lives you’ve lived, approaching nine.
The surprising twists and dangerous curves,
that threaten your sanity and wreck your nerves.
The hidden obstacles, that lie in wait,
to hinder your story and seal your fate.
But before life’s plot becomes too thick,
the characters must change, and you must pick.
You’ve only one chance so shoot your best shot,
to change the outcome of life’s thickening plot.
By Sylvia Porter-Hall
Selfless…
Always giving,
To those who are in need.
Expecting nothing in return,
but love.
By Sylvia Porter-Hall
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