Oh how you treasure
the little adventures
after the long hours
at least making
the night yours
sparks lead to fires
reviving faint embers
the world's all wider
as you savor
(c) Artherese, 2024
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Sparks
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Shortlist
I didn’t make it
And i felt light
Like a burden lifted
Surprised that
I’m not attached
Towards an outcome
Making peace
With what’s done
And more so,
What’s not.(c) Artherese, 2024
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Magic
There’s something
brave and magical about
keeping your spark
amidst the rough
Edges and hedges
This world begets
There are whirlwinds
Within and shouts unseen
But still you rise, you’re kind
Of the hope you seed
And grow into shields
amidst uncertainties
There is beauty, still.
(c) Artherese, 2024
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Midpoint Stills
The midpoint is here and I must admit
I surprised myself quite a lot this year,
so far
I’m still grateful I left
I gained new perspectives
And welcomed needed shifts
I still try, I still yearn
I’m mostly still winging it
With a 50/50 success rate
Then I go for long walks
And enjoy small talks
People still scare and amaze me
At equal measure
I still am me
Still in awe
Despite the rough
Edges and misses
Still clinging to the spark
The bright, the hope
The melody, the miracles
Abound and within.
(c) Artherese, 2024
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Quiet Courage
I thought enough noise
Will drown the worries
And the overwhelms
But the better anchor
Is, in fact, silence
For to listen is power
You need not run nor jump
Just breathe then respond
And care to still hope
Have courage to still feel
And face what’s here.
(c) Artherese, 2024
Written June 2024
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Hello, Butterflies
I don’t know
If what’s in my stomach
Is purely butterflies
Or something else
The caffeine
Or the adrenaline
But amidst the anxieties
I find solace in the fact
That I showed up
And will continue to.
There is peace
In movement, in action
Even in chaos
Of thoughts, emotions
It’s never without hope
I’m never without hope.(c) Artherese, 2024
written May 2024
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Float
It might seem
Fleeting, too fast
Can I at least bask
revel in the beauty
of each moment’s passed
Or can I rebel
And leave my bubble
And try to live
In acceptance
That each second’s
gone in an instant
All the more it glimmers
All the more it shines
Like magic, before my eyes.(c) 2024, Artherese
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Almosts
Almosts -
do they count?
An almost win,
a stifled grin,
a could have been
always - in between.
But - it could be a good thing
missing what's not meant
and almost losing, but finding,
remembering just in the nick
of time. Yes, it could have been
better but the truth is it
could also have been worse.
So thank you, for the almosts.(c) Artherese, 2024
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Starts are arbitrary
Your day can start
at 10:30 in the evening
after all the busy
now’s the time for meaning
and breathing, creating
possibilities, recovering
from setbacks, bouncing
back through filling
your cup with sustaining
rituals and practices - embracing,
each time, a new beginning.
(c) Artherese, 2024
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Rekindle the fire
The scenery’s here
And oh, it’s a wonder.
Why aren’t you?
You can have cheer
Even with all the fear
Don’t cower
Rather - discover
Amidst all that’s lost
There’s a path, a toast
So while you’re at it
By all means, taste.
Relish the beauty ---
The growth within
From the battles unseen,
The marvel outside
Amidst rising tides.
(c) Artherese, 2024
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