Your Poem From Me, 1,000th Post

1,000. Okay. wOW! Thanks, WordPress Family!

This morning, upon the publishing of the sixth gift poem; “Your Poem From Me: The Giving Cause, All Abracadabra’d Out,” I received a notification from WordPress, that it was/is my 1,000th post here at A Cornered Gurl. To meet a milestone such as this one and to have a poem written for someone else as its achievement mark has truly brightened my morning. The past few days have been hard, but there is still light at the end of the tunnel.

This cause is still open and I am looking for gift poems to share. Please see the additional information below, and “Let me write a poem for you. I can give it life.”

Peace and blessings, beautiful people.

Your Poem From Me: The Giving Cause

Every Sunday at 07:00 am, I will share a poem I have written for someone who has contacted me with their request. There is no subject matter too taboo; nothing I am not willing to handle and pen for you–on your behalf (except for a few intolerable subjects). Allow me to give the world what you want the world to read, but you just can’t find the words suitable enough to meet your specifications. Your poem will be pinned to the top of my blog page via A Cornered Gurl for one week (until the next requestor’s poem is published) for others to read and share the thoughts they may have about it. What you’re afraid to share, I can share for you, in my words, giving my understanding of your request. Who knows . . . It may touch someone who needs it–it may soothe someone who yearns for it.

I am in this with you–I can host your pain, your fear, your indecisiveness, your intolerance, and your “no more fucks to give” here in this space.

If you are interested, please send an email to apoem4ufromme[at]gmail[dot]com. In the subject area, please note, “Gift Poem Request”. Please do not place your request in the comments section of this post. I will respond to your email within two business days.

-Tremaine L. Loadholt

Your Poem From Me Request #6

The Giving Cause: All Abracadabra’d Out

I’m all abracadabra’d out–the magic
seeps in unknowingly these days,
and I fear I can’t hold on to it
longer than a few moments.
The stars grant me a pass
to the other side of the moon, and
there is where I find growth.

Expectations don’t fill up my
list of to-dos, I calmly press
through life allowing what
will be–it’s acceptance of
such things that often reminds
me of trial and error.
I’ve tried many things–had
tons of errors, and yet, I
am still here.

The voice speaks.
I listen.

I have journeyed for decades,
gallivanting amongst comrades
and four-legged friendlies, and
have found my space in the blue
light of newness. I welcome it–its
aura embraces me, carries me to
places unknown, and I am a
bright sunbeam, warming the skies.

Within me, I’ve found things
ethereal enough to be contagious,
and I regift them annually.
I made a vow years ago
to live this life as it comes–
no need to appear apoplectic
when the world is still
spinning in the right direction.

Magic meets my lips and
I birth a kiss for it–I know
where I stand and I am
confident enough now to
step forward when
moving should take place.

The voice speaks.
I listen.

And forever, it will be.

Thank you to K. L. Laettner for allowing me to gift a poem to you. This one was a bit challenging, and I truly appreciate that. Also, this gift poem is my 1,000th post here at A Cornered Gurl.

To learn more about Your Poem From Me: The Giving Cause, click here. Let me write a poem for you. I can give it life.