Tag Archives: Julia Delaney poetry
This Quiet Love
Not all love announces itself. Some love just shows up in how the coffee gets [...]
Nice Try (holding it together)
Holding it together has a cost. You try - the letting go, the body's mutiny, [...]
What Does it Take to Turn on the Light?
Experience the magic of the little things that brighten our days. Discover the power within [...]
When Winter Whispers My Name
Winter arrives quietly. First with a chill, then with all those feelings we thought we’d [...]
I Just Crave the Real
Think of this as a poem about being real in a world that keeps trying [...]
No Introduction
There are things in life nobody warns you about. You’re told how to prepare for [...]
I Stand With You
There are mornings I can’t look in the mirror. Not because I don’t want to [...]
The Contradictions That Make You Human
I am a warrior and a coward, a genius and a fool, confident and insecure, [...]
Hear Me (in the silence we speak)
In the Silence, We Speak Sometimes the most honest conversations happen when nobody’s talking. Not [...]
Interlaced
Almost dawn… Still half-asleep among sheets, tucked in bed. A conversation happening… in my head: [...]
Could I Have Done More? (when what-if thoughts won’t stop)
Could I have loved more? Stood stronger? Said the right thing? Seen it coming?
In The Frame of Now
Life isn’t a movie. It’s frames. Thousands of them.
I Failed (the part nobody teaches)
things no one teaches you about loss
What Dogs & Cats Teach Us
Paws in Presence 🐾 Embracing the Now I watched my dog Doof yesterday (really watched [...]
Kissed By a Ray
Today, I woke up, kissed by a ray of sun gently on my forehead… I [...]
The Healing I Can Hold
Resilience At My Fingertips Back then, when the hard days felt endless, and even now [...]
Unspoken Connection (when silence speaks volumes)
Nothing Said, Everything Heard I stood there, frozen.He met my eyes and took my hand.That [...]
No Proper Records (How much emotional pain can one heart take?
How much pain can one heart take? I’ve tried to measure mine. In sleepless nights [...]
I Go Back to the Edge
This is a grief poem about the pull that keeps happening after. The world stays [...]
Why Can’t I Be Kind to Myself? (the double standard we can’t explain)
Why We Can’t Be Kind to Ourselves (even when we know better) I can spot [...]