Prosepoetry Stories

There are loves that burn, and loves that heal - and somewhere between the two, we learn how to begin again. "Where the Light Finds Us" is a collection of poems about love's quiet afterglow - the spaces between endings and becoming, the soft strength that grows from heartbreak, and the moments when light still reaches us, even through the smoke. In these pages, fire becomes a language of survival. Silence becomes a form of peace. And love - no longer something to endure - becomes something that returns home to the self. Each poem stands as both confession and reclamation: a girl made of flame learning to trust her own warmth, a goodbye written in salt and tide, a heart learning to listen for the light that never left. Because healing doesn't happen all at once. Sometimes, it happens in the quiet - where the light finally finds us again.

What Inscription Means Now A Meditation on Heritage, Silence, and the Unprotected Wild They wrote it in gold letters: Outstanding Universal Value. On South Africa's Cape Peninsula-a UNESCO World Heritage Site, a protected landscape of ancient fynbos and impossible beauty-baboons are being erased. Chased from dawn to dusk by paintball-wielding monitors. Shot in roosting sites and on the mountain that is meant to be their home. Buried in unmarked graves. Scheduled for enclosures euphemistically called "sanctuaries," with euthanasia protocols built into the fine print. And those who object are told: speak, and we take the better option away. This prose poem is a refusal of that silence. It is a cartography of the lost-the dispersing males who crossed invisible lines, the troops buried in soft sand, the euthanised whose deaths are spoken of only in passive voice. It is a meditation on what heritage means when protection can be revoked the moment it becomes inconvenient. It is an act of witness when all democratic channels have emptied into bureaucratic sand. What does aversion teach when there is nowhere left to go? For the baboons still running through a home that no longer answers when they ask where they can be. For those who cannot stay silent. For those who keep records. For those who grieve. For what inscription should have meant. This happened/is happening. It has a name. Look. Image courtesy of: Robert Sachowski on Unsplash Cover created with the assistance of Canva.com

📚DESCRIPTION: 📌Essay Overview: This essay shows the motivation and reason why we, Christians, need to connect with Jesus, our God and Savior. The connection with Jesus is the center of our daily life. 📌Language used: English 📌Date created: September 21, 2015 ‼️ COPYRIGHT NOTICE: 📌 Copyright Statement: All rights reserved. The content of this essay was originally written by the author (me). This essay shall not be plagiarized, reproduced, or used under any circumstances without permission from the author.

Spilled thoughts, letters from no one, stories of another time, another place. - || H.R. : #50 in Poetry ||

On the longest night of the year, Brianna returns to the Glow Festival, seeking light in the shadows of grief. It's a lyrical low-fantasy verse narration of ritual and remembrance.

For the ones who feel deeply, think too much, and carry their emotions in silence. These are the thoughts we never say-but always feel. A reflective piece about life, silence, and the emotions we carry quietly.

It's about me. 11-25-25

A compilation of some of some of the writing (prose, poetry etc.) I do as a person who just feels everything and has a very wide imagination. I hope this inspires you and makes you feel and see things as much as I do :)

What is the purest feeling in the world? Hate ...... How doubtless it feels Sheer and pure But have you felt it pretty ? You now will....

in the memorial of pierced wounds and pounding heart.

Memoirs of the tormented .

"Here. Before. And After Me" is a collection of reflections from a girl learning to choose herself. Not perfectly. Not loudly. But honestly.

"Believe that the world is an ethereal flower, and ye live" Jack Kerouac

My school of indifference opened and never closed; I remained its only student. BORN IN BABYLON is a collection of short essays, fragments, prose, creative nonfiction, and other miscellany regarding Blackness, womanhood, memory, identity, and America. Highest Ranking: #1 in essays © Z. T. Corley, 2024

an assortment of shitty poetry i write gratuitously in my free time.

An ongoing journey of unsaid words. See how they bleed through small letters. ᎪᏞᏞ ᎡᏆᏩᎻᎢᏚ ᎡᎬᏚᎬᎡᏙᎬᎠ - ⓒIwouldfall. {Rks}

A collection of prose poetry.

**"Whispers and Waves"** is a compelling collection of poetry that navigates the profound journey of emptiness and self-discovery. Each poem is a reflection of moments spent staring at a blank page, mirroring the search for purpose and meaning in a world that often feels devoid of clarity. The verses explore themes of existential doubt, creative frustration, and the struggle to find one's voice amidst silence. With a blend of introspective insight and lyrical beauty, "Whispers and Waves" captures the raw essence of longing, vulnerability, and the quest for expression in the face of life's uncertainties. This book invites readers to embrace the blank spaces and find beauty in the act of creation and self-revelation.

This collection will be an ongoing project sharing the thoughts of a bipolar mind, following confessional prose poetry, existential reflection, and reflective stream-of-consciousness. It's a safe space for me to share my deepest thoughts with the world and attempt to capture both the highs and lows that come with a mind in flux. All of these words are my own, reflecting what I may be thinking on any given day. Some of the content may be offensive, crude, or even disturbing; it represents the raw, unfiltered reality of my experience, which, like any bipolar mind, is often challenging to control. Disclaimer: I am not a mental health professional, and this collection is intended solely as a personal expression. It is not meant to serve as medical advice or a substitute for professional guidance. Please read with care and seek qualified help for any personal mental health concerns.