• A man in a dark suit is kissing a woman in an ivory dress. She is holding flowers. They are in front of an ocean.
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    Enhancement

    Today is our one year wedding anniversary. It’s interesting being in a second marriage in the later half of our lives. I think that neither of us are delusional about being “in” love and it being the cure-all for life. Loving someone is hard work. Being “in” love and the fluttery feelings of a new relationship is the easy part.…

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    Random Thoughts 1162021

    1. It’s been a while since I’ve sat down to write any poetry. And I’m ashamed to admit that I’ve never owned any poetry written by Mary Oliver. This past week, I purchased her book “Devotions” as well as the book of poems from Kate Baer called “What Kind of Woman” from Powell’s Books in Portland. I’m diving into the…

  • blog,  divorce,  divorce,  Grief,  poetry,  Thoughts

    July

    It’s been two years since my life changed in a way that I never anticipated. I still struggle with being alone. I still struggle with this new reality. So much has changed over these past two years. I think it’s hard when you are forced to make a decision that you never wanted nor anticipated. And again, I struggle because…

  • dealing with life,  divorce,  poetry

    limitations

    My brother called me stupid All the time when I was a little girl I now have a bachelor and a master’s degree My husband said he couldn’t stand the sound of my voice at the end of our marriage I now have a weekly podcast I refuse to let the limitations of others define my own limitations ¬©christal hall…

  • dealing with life,  poetry,  Thoughts

    Forgive

    I’ve thought a lot about forgiveness over this past year and a half. I am not there yet for more than a few people in my life. And I don’t think I will ever be there for my brother. What he has done is not forgivable. As I work through my shit, I realize more and more the connections from…

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    She/Her

    She is soft-edges Scars criss-crossed on her heart Her eyes smile Betraying the depth of Pain inflicted on her soul She is strength Hardened by words spoken to break her Her smile is warmth Sadness supressed Uncorked, bubbling beneath the surface She is love Hear heart beating her power into existence © by Christal February 2019

  • blog,  poetry

    Flower

    Turning inward, shriveled petals Seeking the nurturing power of loving Words never spoken You are beautiful and you are loved. Small, powerless, wilted and bent Deprived of sustenance needed to grow Into magnificence You are beautiful and you are loved. Feeling the sun, receiving its grace The wind whispers the secret through time and space You are beautiful and you…

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    Amputation

    A part of my heart has been amputated,removed by the scalpel of his words,leaving me wanting for the phantom of our future that is no longer and never will be. A part of my heart has been amputated,it beats differently now, hurt, aching, betrayed,a desperate want to feel the familiar,yet knowing the past is no longer and never was. A…