Soft Edges

By L.A. Henry

"Show me a strong woman and I'll show you the blackened scrawl: survivor. sturdy. Edged."

 

Are you struggling to figure out who you are?

Do you feel trapped in your career, relationship, or life?

Are you trying to find passion again?

 

Soft Edges is a poetry collection for women about the conflict between who we are and who society thinks we should be. It explores the deep, raw emotion of becoming your true self while battling very real, modern problems--in relationships, careers, and society. These poems are a genuine look at the deep struggle of finding the courage to be who you really want to be. The first half of the poems, "The Dark," focus on the complex emotions we face in modern society, especially as women, to wear a mask for the world. These words illuminate the struggle we face in stale relationships, the burden of responsibility, and the struggle of expectations. The second half of the poems, "The Fire," seeks to inspire you to find the courage to rise up above expectations and find your own fulfillment.

 

Being a soft edge isn't easy, but walking through the fire to uncover your deepest self leads to an inner peace we all seek. These poems will remind you of the very important truth: We see you. 

 

 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lindsay Detwiler
• Release date: Oct 8, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201750206

Book preview

The Darkness

1.

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There will come a day when he

no longer sees the flowers in your hair

or the adversity in your eyes.

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You, Dear One, will feel small,

Invisible,

a shredded carcass of the butterfly

you once could have been.

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You will become nothing more than

neutral, than a sweatpants

suit in shades of gray.

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You will no longer be the light

he hangs his hat on, but the

hook he hangs his trumped up

reputation on.

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You will be a means to an

end and nothing more.

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You will chase after those

wings you once had

in hair dye

in quote pillows

in classes that don’t mean shit.

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You will lose yourself more in trying

to find yourself—the

self he once thought

Glimmered.

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You will stoop over the dishes

with cracked hands

wondering

how and when you

lost your chance to

fly.

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~L.A. Henry

2.

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Be a soft place to land, they

say, but all she wanted was

to let her sharp edges

puncture those who tread

on her.

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~L.A. Henry

3.

She craves to be seen

yet also unseen

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To be masked but naked

in the shimmering dawn

of his once lauded

presence.

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She is both not the same

and too much the same.

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It does not matter.

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For even in the caress of

a blue silk and lace night,

his head turns left.

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Her skin is translucent,

but her veins are unnoticed.

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~L.A. Henry

4.

They told her she would be