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Hate Won

The world is too much Betrayed by my fellow americans Hate won White-Straight-Man on an unbelievable power trip won I am raising daughters; One, who will be judged by who she loves, Two- whose bodily rights can be stripped away We took the results with grace, No insurrection, no violence That isn’t who WE are, or what we represent Just carrying on  With an extremely deep disappointment…

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Tanka Tuesdays

this anxiety running amok in my head thoughts stuck in a loop my intrusive thoughts so loud  inner peace eludes me, help -Nicole Smith, Momoetry

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Micro Poetry Monday

not in the spirit counting down ’til we see you hoping days pass quick Nicole Smith, Momoetry

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I can't do this, a poem

I have this old mantra that gets stuck in my head You can’t do this.  It persists, haunting my inner thoughts It tries to apply itself to everything. I am fighting back It insists, you can’t do this I tell myself, I am strong I got this I am the doer of the hard things, Whatever they may be Working hard to overcome My insecurity and out-dated beliefs It exists, but it is quieter…

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Actions have consequences, a poem

You aren’t a victim You make choices,  To say ���poor choices” is being too kind, You reap what you sow, And baby, those weeds are growing You are too messy for me Chaos is not my cup of tea I’ll be over here, Were it is safe Hearing echoes of your tales of “woe is me” From a safe distance Not risking being pulled into your victim fantasies. -Nicole Smith, Momoetry I am working through…

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Community, a peach-pit poem

Community is comforting You can find the treasure or trash of humanity right next door, Remember, fences make good neighbors -Nicole Smith, Momoetry

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Let the migraine ring

Day three of sugar withdrawal. I woke up with a banging migraine. The pain is shooting up the right side of my face. This is always how my migraines come, it is the difference between a migraine and a regular headache. I hope all those sugary treats were worth it, that is what my migraine is saying. It feels like my eyeball might pop right out of my head. I’m voice texting this because I can’t…

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Meh, a poem

No matter how much I heal How much I grow Or how self aware I become Buried inside me is a belief That I am not worthy That I am not good enough That I deserve nothing Insecurity? Self loathing? Imposter syndrome? No matter how much I do, It never feels enough  To make up for who I am. -Nicole Smith, Momoetry

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I'm addicted to crack, Christmas Crack.

12/3/24 Sugar withdrawal is real. Life has been a cluster. On 11/24/24 I started eating more sugar than I have been eating since being diagnosed with type 2 diabetes in June. I keep saying progress not perfection and starting each day with my healthier breakfast. As the day goes on I keep sliding, eating snacks I haven’t been eating. I’m holding on to “treating myself with love and kindness” but…

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2nd act

My entire identity  Cemented to you Your needs, your growth, your happiness What happened to me? What is next? Who am I when not focused intently on you? What is my second act? -Nicole Smith, Momoetry

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Tanka Tuesday

if I stay busy I won’t process all the change keep moving, doing until I am exhausted time keeps flowing, I can’t stop -Nicole Smith, Momoetry

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Micro Poetry Monday

like the bus in Speed the holidays are coming prepare for impact -Nicole Smith, Momoetry

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Menty B, a poem

I don’t know what to do. I always strive for the right thing But I don’t know what the right thing is I’m stuck on shame island, Staying silent I’m looping and looping  How do I fix this? Everything feels broken. -Nicole Smith, Momoetry

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Small Business Saturday in Carnegie

I’ve worked here 26 years! It’s small business Saturday! I work for a small family owned and operated restaurant and I am currently waiting to see if I am going in tonight. Today I did my part by stopping by a couple local places that are some old and 1 new favorite. Look how cute and cozy. This pic is from their Facebook page. First stop was the new shop Woolly Bear Books. This shop just…

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Reassurance, a poem

I cry too much, I hurt easily I have a sensitive and empathetic soul Being reassured brings me peace Comforting words without invading my physical space  Makes me feel safe I’m working on letting people near Maybe I’ll get to a point Where I openly let them in Instead of shying away from being vulnerable -Nicole Smith, Momoetry I am working through Healing Through Words by Rupi Kaur.…

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Laughing, a peach-pit poem

Laughing is my favorite The way it bubbles up and out Refusing to be contained Be careful, it’s highly contagious

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Gratitude Limerick

He adds laughter to my life every day As a father, he absolutely slays He frustrates everyone he possibly can If you know him, you totally understand He’s my favorite Pokemon, Ray -Nicole Smith, Momoetry Happy Thanksgiving!