An Emily Wright original poem. Executive orders writen to sever a nation, signed in a childlike hand.
The Signing
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Thaw
An Emily Wright original poem.
A shared secret about loss and heartache. The darkest winter, seems eternal.
Godless
An Emily Wright original poem: Godless. People suffer through cruelty and greed. A nation slaughtered and the constitution massacred in the orange haze of Trump Trauma. The orange snake.
Deluted
An Emily Wright orignal poem: Deluted. A shared secret about heartache and acceptance of being alone.
Maintain your standards. Never settle. Better to single for the right reasons then be in the wrong relationship for even a second.
Paralyzed
An Emily Wright original poem: Paralyzed. A shared secret about that moment you realized that it is over and love dies.
The grief of time lost, effort futile, and love wasted. A frozed lock of time while you accept a future redirected and a life needing to be rebuilt.
An Emily Wright original poem: Paralyzed. A shared secret when love dies with the realization that they are not the one.
The Test
An Emily Wright original poem about the demise of humanity. It is a shared secret on our moral decline and ethical decent. Perhaps one day, there will be justic for those who appauded.
Broken
An Emily Wright Original Poem: Broken. This shared secret is about woman imprisoned by the restraints of others. Held hostage by their will, timeline, and cruelty.
White Flowers
An Emily Wright Original Poem about aging: the inevitable fate and a woman’s lack of control over her future. The acceptance of being discarded and overlooked. To get cut down and stepped on regardless of your experience, strength, or numbers. Resilience is futile.
Despair
An Emily Wright original poem on shared secrets of love , life, and depression
Inspired by A Drift
Today I feel untethered.
Like an unmourned row boat without an anchor adrift in a bay, my charges line the shore. None out of place, rather nothing that cannot wait for my return. The wind but a breeze, the water calm and clear, casting glittering shards of light in every direction. The gentle rock and sway like a lullaby.
It’s not a lazy day, just untrusted and unscheduled. Freeing before the moment my mind catches on a loose thought in need of shape and order.
Until then, I am hushed by the waters ebb as it unrolls up the beach with every breath. The air picks up carrying the scent of evergreen and earth.
Unsaid
Emily Wright’s original poem Unsaid is about quiet strengths, suffering, and thoughts of young women as they take in all that their future has in store: the injustices, heartache, and constant challenges. There are no words for how she feels.
