Rainy day, with the world awash in tears

Cleansing the pains and sorrows through

until the earth is renewed

In blossoms

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Bit my tongue until it bled, heart broken until the screaming could be read on the pages

Tears flood the pillow at night

hugged the sheets so tight

So go the feelings in a catch 22

Hopeless weakness and don’t know what to do

God. strengthen my heart to continue

I can’t do this on my own

I need you to help me carry on, with support from others, to stand strong

in my weaknesses and vulnerabilities

Friends say I’ve sat upon my hands

But they’ll never understand

I am acting in love best as I can

Being there when the bottom comes

Prayerfully listening, giving my time

Doing the little things

Offering space as needed for the loneliness and tears

The problems are obvious, I am not oblivious to them

But you see, it is hard when I know they exist

I can’t help when my  “good intentions” are rejected

Force-fed love won’t bring back the rotted years

As I watch the pain and suffering go on

in second-hand and third hand aches

I can’t make the worst go away

I must be there when the fallout comes

Praying for strength and wisdom to hold on

When the worst comes

So I may better love in the catch 22

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Draw forth from the ground

A brand new sound of beauty and grace

Unlike anything the world beholds

It is a glorious sight to see

When the blossoms are coming up

The greenery is lush in awakened wonder

No more hunkering underground

Waiting for the sound of springtime

Birds singing in the trees

Welcoming hope back through the breezes

As a new dawn approaches

To draw forth the joy of living

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This quote comes from the book Butterflies, Faith, & Recipes, to be released soon.

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Tears of Purple wash the ground

Growing lavender, healing the wounds

Where the loneliness of loss broods

The years of what was and must no longer continue

The world turning upside down

Strange new atmosphere

A haze of violet awakens the senses

Hope must flourish through

While this space takes some adjusting

It is good to know people who are able to walk alongside you

In the purple world

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I am so thrilled to be an Ambassador of Purple again this year and wear my Purple. It will be almost ten years for being seizure-free. I am ready to celebrate 🍾 🙌.  It is an honor sharing all my poetry here. Thank you!

If you want to learn more about epilepsy and what Purple Day is,  please visit http://www.purpleday.org

Thank you for reading!

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Seven days until the purple comes

The day to celebrate the warriors and those who’ve gone before us

Celebrate the days of brainiversaries

Celebrate the moments of hope

When it dawns on us greatly

So the purple light shines

In a beautiful way

When we gather in honor and joy

For the day to come

Purple Day

A day to celebrate

And feel less alone

Knowing many more who understand

Who see and can be seen

In the moment

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In the cocooning season

Where there is no need to spring up so anxiously

Instead I am going slowly

Pacing myself through life, one moment at a time

I am growing, I am learning

I am taking strides to work through the strife

No need to bustle and hustle

I am in metamorphosis

Transitioning between seasons

While my wings begin to mend

I will fly in the sky soon

Once the time is right

Until I can rest well

Then I will get on my feet

Waiting to fly

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