You can tell I’m still learning. I went from planning three posts a week on Substack to posting only one for poetry. I find it fascinating that although I have a few fiction WIPs, poetry continues to make it to my page often.
Like I said, I’m still writing my fiction series, but as the episodes come to an end, I’ve decided to migrate them behind a paywall. Mainly because of the future plans I have for the story (more on that in another post).
This is yet another lesson I’ve added to my portfolio—navigating the paid subscriptions on this platform. My newsletters and poetry will remain free for the foreseeable future and I hope you all stick around to watch my growth on here and beyond.
For this week’s poem, I’m sharing yet another lesson that I’ve had to revisit time and again.
Poison Twins
I drank your nectar
Sickeningly sweet
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I am a glass half full gal at the moment
So I swallowed your second half
My taste buds delighted by my self-righteousness
That will show them
I poured out kindness
Dipped in thick passive aggressiveness
But unforgiveness has a twin
Resentment with identical dollops of misery
Eating into my peace
Tearing me to pieces
From the inside out
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Then I heard of grace
Cup overflowing
With mercy undeserved
I am a repeat offender
And the generous Giver
Has remained
An ever-constant Spring of forgiveness
How dare I then
Continually poison myself
When it’s a far fall from that high horse
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So this is me
Letting go
Gulping the antidote
As fast as I can
I forgive you
And I choose to forget
~Gloriaea🦋