by redclay | Apr 30, 2020 | Poetry
Within…
Contessia, Friends of Guest House, April 30, 2020
When I look within I see
The deepest part of my conscious.
I see the Twisted thoughts.
The Monsters that keep me up.
Screaming late into the night.
I want to understand the intricate, fragile design of my mind.
I want to hear my Demons.
Whispering in my ear.
I want you to hold my hand.
As they tear me apart.
So I don’t feel alone.
Even in the Dark.
-Contessia
by redclay | Apr 30, 2020 | Poetry
Could Be
Aimee, Friends of Guest House, April 30, 2020
when u look within
i see images of things broken, things repaired, and the empty spaces of things lost.
When i look within i see the shadows of memories.
Faces of days past. The ghostly touch of grasping hands.
When i look within i see what was what is and what could be
-Aimee
by redclay | Apr 30, 2020 | Media Coverage, News
“…it is a phenomenal program.” Why, they’re talking about us! The best testament to the power and positive impact of our work is when our program partners praise us. It makes our day. Here, Friends of Guest House executive director Kari Galloway mentions Heard’s work as part of how they are keeping their residents safe and sane in a feature posted in the Alexandria Gazette Packet. Thank you Kari! You are the best and we love working with you!
by redclay | Apr 18, 2020 | Poetry
FOR ME?
Ayla Laundry, April 16, 2020, Friends of Guest House
I said to them it is a complicated excerpt ,
but is it my story?
A continued story with no precise end or beginning .
Is it for them?
Or is it for me?
by redclay | Apr 18, 2020 | Poetry
AT BAY..
Contessia Bosserman, April 16, 2020, Friends of Guest House
I speak to my pain,
how long can you keep the great sadness at bay?
Pain answers, until you can overcome it.
i whisper to my curiosity,
how have the waves not drug you under?
Curiosity simply answers hope.
Then i ask will there be a pocket of air underneath the pressure of the sea?
Light is above the water and you must reach for it.
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