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Pretend Maps – A poem

pretend maps

Pretend Maps By Ada Ireland   I look for you in places you would never visit And stay away from places that you would. I grant my heart the origami hope it needs, And giving you the freedom that you want. … I look for you on pretend maps. You aren’t mine to find.

Bare Truth

truth

Bare Truth By Ada Ireland   My words were dressed conservatively enough But my feelings were naked. And you had an eye for that. You asked me to take off The clothes And the figures of speech. You wanted your truth bare.

The First Lie

anais nin we do not see things as they are

The First Lie By Ada Ireland   It wasn’t when someone first told me, “Not everyone tells the truth,” That I started doubting people. It was when I told my first lie. I saw how easy it had been. A few years and some lies later I realized, The world wasn’t making a liar out […]

Not the healing kind – short prose

rumi knock at your own heart

Not the healing kind By Ada Ireland   “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger,” the battle-scarred warrior said to me. It was supposed to be an encouragement, but it came out sounding like an order. “This too shall pass,” the wise man added. A hint of pity and knowing melancholy tinged his voice. I […]

Slivers – Reblog from Souldier Girl

i'll see you when i fall asleep

Another beautiful poem from Souldier Girl. Slivers by Souldiergirl   I love you and I don’t know why With all this grief My heart keeps tight …a sliver of light And I think… If I keep this slender sliver on repeat …I will be alright I love you and I don’t know why I remember […]

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