Hesitation

This heart has slowed,
longs to linger here,
where the past is distant,
the future unclear.

A hesitancy
to pick up life’s pace,
a straining to remain firmly in place.

Give me grace.

Unlike a crossroad
where choices must be made.
More like a settling,
a sinking in
of ways.

Smell the resignation
come wafting on the wind.
Stagnation that lingers
on boots,
and trouser hem.

Mix it with the drums.
Foreboding rhythms felt,
clashing with a heartbeat.
Wearied,
yet compelled.

Standing amid the street,
holding baggage fast.
Wondering
how long this lump in throat will last.

Change coming fast.

©2021 Mary Grace van der Kroef


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Truth

Not perception,
not reaction,
but what is.

Under veils,
under paint,
chip it off to reveal

something feared.
Revered.
Held at arm’s length.

Don’t look too close
one might choke,
if unready to face.

Still it waits.
Can’t be erased,
for it still is.

©2021 Mary Grace van der Kroef


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Would You Go?

If one could step out on waves, feel the liquid coolness flow, where would you go? Ride the tide, watch moonlight collide with creatures, microscopic soul.

Would the waves tickle, just a little, as they suck the sands from shore? To carry feet towards retreat… Outwards or inwards?
Would you need to know?

Melted life, filled with organisms strife, worlds humans don’t control.
All beneath tiptoes.

Would you be vapor or the waters solid? Would a dream tie the waist and tether amid the stars? Just real enough to hold one above oceans bazaar?

Would you want to go?

©2021 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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Electric Lights

Eyes so tightly shut,
dark edges shimmer red.

Electric blotches
painted
in yellow’s glowing thread.

Irises grab light,
horde it within.

Just as eyes close in
peace,
cast it out, a twin.

Blink the shadows off.
Spots upon the wall.

Within the yellow
polka dots,
purple starts to crawl.

Shapes, haunting follow,
whether closed or open wide.

A secret theatre named,
Pains Entertainment Ride.

©2021 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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Free

No one saw me
head to the ground,
feet to the sky,
pretending to fly.
It would have made you cry
hilarity.

A grown woman such as me
behaving as if three.
But just maybe,
you would have joined
the jocularity.
Felt free
to again be three.

Sometimes I take myself too seriously. This is just self reminder that it’s okay, and good to be ridiculously sometimes. Yes, the cover image is of my actual feet. I thought it was cute.

©2021 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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Ink Spots

bravery in pen work
truth of staining spots
tell the story of a heart
stocked by fear
but still uncaught

every stoke
a slash at past
seeks to sever
cords
that grasp

the only sword that has a choice
to further peace
through language voiced

still leaving stains
on those who wield
the heavy tool in open field

not blood
but ink is what it weeps
into fingerprints
it seeps

brave
to name this sword a friend
knowing well it will offend
yet again

and mark the poet at its end

©2021 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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Arachnid Artist/Dwelling Literary

Today Dwelling Literary underwent a facelift, and their new issue BUGS UNDER THE RUG went live.

My poem Arachnid Artist was included in this issue. I have been enjoying writing for their monthly themes. Please take the time to visit their interactive homepage this month. My poem will be available to be read via their archived issues after June.

Thank you Dwelling Literary.

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Faithfulness

To be a constant,
unwavering mass.

To last.

To hold knowledge
open handed,

honestly.

To choose a path
and follow through,

thoroughly.

Never giving up.
Never backing down.

Faithfully.

©2021 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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Kindness

A single act
word
or gesture.
The power to propel
guard
or gather.
Embodies compassion,
making it action.

A smile
or nod,
unexpected applaud.
Really seeing,
being
present.

Kindness
is mindful,
refuses to stifle
when it can’t understand.
Knows God’s hand
has the end
planned.

©2021 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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Patience

                             Patience isn't passive
                      but A power held in check,
       ready when Time comes
              to move Inexorably forward.
                PatiencE shows a passion
           for peace iN bite sized nuggets
unafraid of silenCe
                        wisE in gauging climates.

©2021 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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