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Primrose Writes

Poetry, Prose and Personal Growth

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Rewriting Your Story: Building Confidence Through Writing

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The Lies you Told
Poetry

The lies You Told – A Pantoum Poem

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Poetry

Being a Family Was Never Our Thing – Pantoum Poem

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Stars that shine high in the sky hear my prayer and grant my wish tonight I have struggled to find the words to express how your beauty cast shadows in my sight wondering on a path that leads nowhere right sacrificing my joy and passion to see the warm glow of your shine, hindering my light, my happiness, and my peace Stars that shine with a heavenly light I fall apart in the presence of your grace as I hold my head up dancing in the shadows of my dreams, hoping this path leads me to where I want to be Stars that shine celestially enlighten my soul, my heart, and my thoughts I'm struggling to stay afloat as the waves of the sea try to swallow me whole finding it hard to see the shore no lifeguard in sight is all hope lost? Stars that radiate in the night sky please grant my wish tonight I wish to have peace in my heart a love in my walk words that soothe instead of hurt I wish to be the girl who dreams upon a star who finds joy in the little things I want my arms to be a home to myself and not a stranger smothering me whole Stars that shine in the vast darkness overhead scatter dust on this path, illuminated by a faint light be a beacon as I sail through this storm of life cradle my soul in your arms and guide me to the place called “home”
Poetry

Stars That Shine: A Poetic Home in the Darkness

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Same passion, New Vision
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Same Passion, New Vision: The Evolution of Primrose Writes

PrimroseUpdated on March 6, 2025March 6, 2025Leave a Comment on Same Passion, New Vision: The Evolution of Primrose Writes

Although much time has passed, I’m thrilled and scared to announce that Primrose Writes is being reborn.I have missed this space dearly.

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As theseasons change poem
Poetry

As the Seasons Change: A Poetic Reflection on Hope and Growth

PrimroseUpdated on March 8, 2025March 4, 2025Leave a Comment on As the Seasons Change: A Poetic Reflection on Hope and Growth

As the Seasons change…there shines a faint but radiant light / seeping in through the cracks / finding its place amongst the darkness / making itself a home

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Hope and Strength: Finding the courage to start over
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Hope and Strength: How to Find the Courage to Start Over

PrimroseUpdated on March 6, 2025March 4, 2025Leave a Comment on Hope and Strength: How to Find the Courage to Start Over

Even though I knew everything I did mattered, inside I felt small and insignificant. Hope isn’t about ignoring the pain…

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Primrose

Mom. Wife. Poet. Music and book lover. A bit depressed and socially awkward.

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----Untitled---- daylight twinkles through the win ----Untitled---- daylight twinkles through the window panemorning glories sway in the windshallow breaths escape the body beside mefilling the empty void within meyet the hole in my heart won’t gomy lovemy lifewhy does it feel like you’re slipping away from me?
Happy Birthday to me ----I wish---- Today marks Happy Birthday to me----I wish----Today marks another year another day I wish things were different I sit here awaiting your words as if it would alter the timeline I walk on before all things you were my best friend, the person who knew me best yet here I sit not knowing who I am, or where to go I miss who I was, I long for who I could be but I don’t know where to go I don’t know how to get to where I want to be bit by bit another piece of me slips away bit by bit another piece of me loses concious bit by bit I wish and I wish and I wish but nothing happens I feel so alone, confined and confused yet all I can do is wish - Primrose Morrison
Why is it hard to accept that your good at somethi Why is it hard to accept that your good at something instead of worrying about what everyone else thinks of you?I thought I got over it. I thought I had reached the point where the only opinion that mattered was my own but I proved myself wrong.I tried to appear perfect, put together and aligned and when I couldn't keep up I crashed.I hope your arms remain open to accept me as I return broken, imperfect, lost, confused and seeking so much that it seeps through my fingers.I'm coming back to the only community, the #writingcommunity, that understand the urgency of the words racing through my mind finding their way out.👋🌷
The stories we tell ourselves shape our confidence The stories we tell ourselves shape our confidence and self-worth. Through writing, I learned to challenge self-doubt, and embrace my voice. Here’s how....https://primrosewrites.com/rewriting-your-story-building-confidence-through-writing/?utm_source=instagram-business&utm_medium=jetpack_social
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A poet's work is to name the unnameable, to point A poet's work is to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world, and stop it going to sleep. -Salman Rushdie
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