Shadows from a Wounded Soul: The Nuance of My Soliloquy

By Jander Goodfellow

Within this realm of reality which you and I call home, we experience trials of many kinds. It's one of those things that binds us all together, however unique the details. Shadows From A Wounded Soul is a collection of experiences that I believe many can relate to. So come join me in the revelry of my triumphs; stand fast with courage and back to back we'll face the darkness together. For at the end of the day, it's our experiences that make us who we are.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Aug 13, 2015
• ISBN: 9781504925914

Jander Goodfellow

Jander Goodfellow discovered at an early age that his best outlet for the emotional and mental stress of growing up was to write it down in poetic form. For Jander, poetry became the journal of his life where triumphs were recorded, his heart was spilled, and demons were caged. Years later (more than he’d care to admit), Jander’s still fueling his poetry and, some say, still growing up. With the undying support of his wife, Latanya, and their energetic, ever-inspirational nine-year-old daughter, Myrissa, the Goodfellows reside happily in the small Alberta town of Westlock. This is Jander’s first book.

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Contents

A Flower Left to Bloom

A Lifetime Ago

A New Beginning

A Road Too Often Travelled

A Tear for the World I Hate

Calm

A Walk in the Cold Sunshine

Ageing Memories of Yesterday

Analyzing Anticipation

Awaiting the Precious One

Book of Thoughts

Foolish Love

By the Light of the Full Moon

Courage, I Await Thee

Deplorable Adore

Destructive Youth

Digging Up Bones

Denial

Drawing Newborn Breath

Dreams Alone

Dribbles N’ Bits

Every Open Door

Expressing Silence

Fear of the Demon

Eyes of Illusion

Freedom

Grain of Sand

Guess Again

Helpless Dreamer

While Demons Play

Historian

Holiday Shmoliday

I Only Came to Write - Part 1

I Only Came to Write - Part 2

Is It My Turn Yet?

Demon Awakening

Learning to Let Go

Leone

Life

Lost Within a Memory

Love and Woe

Hunted Turned Hunter

Loves Fool

Man of Stone

Me So Confucius

Mirrored Honesty

Mr. Destiny…Auto Pilot

Journey to the Seventh Circle

My Thankful Heart

Myrissa and the Cold, Wet Day

Ode to Grandfather

Ode to My Parents True

On My Knees I Stride

Retaliation to Completion

One and the Same

Patience

Perilous Confusion

Personally Perplexed

Plight of Fantasy

Searching the Soul

Positive Eventuality

Pursuing Palpable Possibilities

Reaching Out With an Open Heart

Regretful Forgetfulness

Regrets

The Journey of Three

Remembering When

Remote Adoration

Secret Admirer

See the Light

Shackled

The Journey of Three

Short Story of My Life

The Endless Journey

The Leafless Tree

The Rape of the Natural World

The Smile That Saved My Soul

A New Breed of Fear

The Sound of Decay

Through the Eyes of Truth I See

Wayward Soul

Weary Traveler

What? Me, Conceited?

Voices Within A Darkened Soul

When My Heart Speaks To Me

Where Did Fate Learn to Drive?

Whisperings of Sweet Nothings

Window Pain

Wishes From Within

Me, Myself & I

Foreword:

I have always loved the beauty of Poetry, how words alone can grip the mind and stimulate the soul. Poetry is a feeling, like the tears of happiness or sorrow that we don’t speak of. It’s the cries of a breaking heart and the songs of love that we keep locked away. Within these pages lay just some of the hopes, trials and tribulations that have made me who I am.

So take a deep breath if you dare,

And settle into your favorite chair.

Of my plights and dreams, have a care,

As some were written amidst despair.

May my hopes lift your spirit,

As my demons make you ponder.