July 14, 2025 at 8:17 PM
Grief. My poem about my lost loved ones. Oh how I miss you all. 💔
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October 4, 2025 at 9:32 PM
Grief. My poem about my lost loved ones. Oh how I miss you all. 💔
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July 20, 2025 at 5:31 PM
May 6, 2025 at 12:02 AM
mist between birch trunks
the forest exhales softly,
holdin back its hush
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the forest exhales softly,
holdin back its hush
Pic|Pintrest
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November 11, 2025 at 2:10 PM
mist between birch trunks
the forest exhales softly,
holdin back its hush
Pic|Pintrest
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the forest exhales softly,
holdin back its hush
Pic|Pintrest
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May 31, 2026 at 9:57 PM
July 2, 2026 at 2:38 PM
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July 11, 2025 at 10:27 AM
To my mom in heaven who I miss every single day! I love you now and always 🌿🌸
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May 16, 2025 at 10:59 PM
To my mom in heaven who I miss every single day! I love you now and always 🌿🌸
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God found me weeping
cupped the echo in His hands
called it beautiful
Love was not thunder
just warm socks, soft light, and hands
that never let go
Grief did not win me.
Joy came barefoot in the dusk
and sat by my side
God found me weeping
cupped the echo in His hands
called it beautiful
Love was not thunder
just warm socks, soft light, and hands
that never let go
Grief did not win me.
Joy came barefoot in the dusk
and sat by my side
July 14, 2025 at 11:37 PM
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God found me weeping
cupped the echo in His hands
called it beautiful
Love was not thunder
just warm socks, soft light, and hands
that never let go
Grief did not win me.
Joy came barefoot in the dusk
and sat by my side
God found me weeping
cupped the echo in His hands
called it beautiful
Love was not thunder
just warm socks, soft light, and hands
that never let go
Grief did not win me.
Joy came barefoot in the dusk
and sat by my side
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July 18, 2025 at 12:14 PM
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Poetry. Healing. Real life.
I’m Amy Michelle — a poet living through loss, chronic illness, & rebirth.
This space holds it all:
✍️ the writing
🍓 the nourishment
🕊️ the stillness
💔 the grief
🌱 the steady return to light.
#WordsByAmyMichelle | #PoetryOfGrief | #HealingThroughPoetry
I’m Amy Michelle — a poet living through loss, chronic illness, & rebirth.
This space holds it all:
✍️ the writing
🍓 the nourishment
🕊️ the stillness
💔 the grief
🌱 the steady return to light.
#WordsByAmyMichelle | #PoetryOfGrief | #HealingThroughPoetry
July 9, 2025 at 3:36 PM
Poetry. Healing. Real life.
I’m Amy Michelle — a poet living through loss, chronic illness, & rebirth.
This space holds it all:
✍️ the writing
🍓 the nourishment
🕊️ the stillness
💔 the grief
🌱 the steady return to light.
#WordsByAmyMichelle | #PoetryOfGrief | #HealingThroughPoetry
I’m Amy Michelle — a poet living through loss, chronic illness, & rebirth.
This space holds it all:
✍️ the writing
🍓 the nourishment
🕊️ the stillness
💔 the grief
🌱 the steady return to light.
#WordsByAmyMichelle | #PoetryOfGrief | #HealingThroughPoetry
May 22, 2025 at 5:34 PM
Grief doesn’t always roar—sometimes it settles softly, like moss finding its way in shadow. 🌿
Sharing my new poem, Something Gentle.
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Sharing my new poem, Something Gentle.
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September 15, 2025 at 1:30 PM
Grief doesn’t always roar—sometimes it settles softly, like moss finding its way in shadow. 🌿
Sharing my new poem, Something Gentle.
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Sharing my new poem, Something Gentle.
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They lay in the tall grass together
chatting about everything
and nothing at all
unaware how big of a moment it really would turn out to be
Summer was in full bloom
Jasmine and wisteria hung thick in the air
as the days seemed to crawl
But they didn’t mind
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chatting about everything
and nothing at all
unaware how big of a moment it really would turn out to be
Summer was in full bloom
Jasmine and wisteria hung thick in the air
as the days seemed to crawl
But they didn’t mind
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July 19, 2025 at 4:51 PM
They lay in the tall grass together
chatting about everything
and nothing at all
unaware how big of a moment it really would turn out to be
Summer was in full bloom
Jasmine and wisteria hung thick in the air
as the days seemed to crawl
But they didn’t mind
#vss365 #wordsbyamymichelle
chatting about everything
and nothing at all
unaware how big of a moment it really would turn out to be
Summer was in full bloom
Jasmine and wisteria hung thick in the air
as the days seemed to crawl
But they didn’t mind
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Tears fall like rain
down my eyelids & cheeks
As I think of you
All the memories
They say time heals all wounds
But I am sure that's true
I search through the soil
Its richness, still giving life
new blooms are budding
life continues on
heartbreak and all
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down my eyelids & cheeks
As I think of you
All the memories
They say time heals all wounds
But I am sure that's true
I search through the soil
Its richness, still giving life
new blooms are budding
life continues on
heartbreak and all
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July 21, 2025 at 9:31 PM
Tears fall like rain
down my eyelids & cheeks
As I think of you
All the memories
They say time heals all wounds
But I am sure that's true
I search through the soil
Its richness, still giving life
new blooms are budding
life continues on
heartbreak and all
#poetry #wordsbyamymichelle
down my eyelids & cheeks
As I think of you
All the memories
They say time heals all wounds
But I am sure that's true
I search through the soil
Its richness, still giving life
new blooms are budding
life continues on
heartbreak and all
#poetry #wordsbyamymichelle
They rise like whispers
from the hush of green—
slender spires of quiet defiance,
lavender-tipped and reaching
for something unseen.
No trumpet, no fanfare—
just stillness in bloom,
a meadow remembering
how to be beautiful
in the middle of June.
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from the hush of green—
slender spires of quiet defiance,
lavender-tipped and reaching
for something unseen.
No trumpet, no fanfare—
just stillness in bloom,
a meadow remembering
how to be beautiful
in the middle of June.
#poetry #wordsbyamymichelle
June 22, 2025 at 7:09 PM
They rise like whispers
from the hush of green—
slender spires of quiet defiance,
lavender-tipped and reaching
for something unseen.
No trumpet, no fanfare—
just stillness in bloom,
a meadow remembering
how to be beautiful
in the middle of June.
#poetry #wordsbyamymichelle
from the hush of green—
slender spires of quiet defiance,
lavender-tipped and reaching
for something unseen.
No trumpet, no fanfare—
just stillness in bloom,
a meadow remembering
how to be beautiful
in the middle of June.
#poetry #wordsbyamymichelle
✨ My First Literary Magazine Publication ✨
Throw back to my poem *Traces of Grace*. It was published in *Earth & Altar* in May 2025, becoming my first literary magazine publication. Such an honor!
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Throw back to my poem *Traces of Grace*. It was published in *Earth & Altar* in May 2025, becoming my first literary magazine publication. Such an honor!
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June 4, 2026 at 5:22 PM
✨ My First Literary Magazine Publication ✨
Throw back to my poem *Traces of Grace*. It was published in *Earth & Altar* in May 2025, becoming my first literary magazine publication. Such an honor!
#PoetryCommunity #AmWriting #WordsByAmyMichelle
Throw back to my poem *Traces of Grace*. It was published in *Earth & Altar* in May 2025, becoming my first literary magazine publication. Such an honor!
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Some wounds cut so deep that they become permament scars of the heart, mind, and soul. This is one of those times.
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September 17, 2025 at 1:23 PM
Some wounds cut so deep that they become permament scars of the heart, mind, and soul. This is one of those times.
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I rise slowly,
held in this quiet grace.
Each breath is a blessing.
Each shadow, a story.
I give thanks
for this day—
wide open and waiting
to be walked with wonder.
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held in this quiet grace.
Each breath is a blessing.
Each shadow, a story.
I give thanks
for this day—
wide open and waiting
to be walked with wonder.
#poetry #poetrylovers #wordsbyamymichelle #NaturePhotography
May 20, 2025 at 12:41 PM
I rise slowly,
held in this quiet grace.
Each breath is a blessing.
Each shadow, a story.
I give thanks
for this day—
wide open and waiting
to be walked with wonder.
#poetry #poetrylovers #wordsbyamymichelle #NaturePhotography
held in this quiet grace.
Each breath is a blessing.
Each shadow, a story.
I give thanks
for this day—
wide open and waiting
to be walked with wonder.
#poetry #poetrylovers #wordsbyamymichelle #NaturePhotography
I write for the ones who carry quiet grief, who notice the wildflowers, who believe in light even when it’s dim. I write for the broken and the becoming…🌼🌿🦋
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June 1, 2025 at 5:57 PM
I write for the ones who carry quiet grief, who notice the wildflowers, who believe in light even when it’s dim. I write for the broken and the becoming…🌼🌿🦋
You can find my words here:
amazon.com/author/amymich…#PoetryOfGriefe#IndieAuthoro#WordsByAmyMichellel#amazonbooksks
You can find my words here:
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She didn’t give me life, but she gave me love.
The kind that heals. The kind that holds.
This poem is for my mom, Linda Ann Kennedy—
who never once let me forget I was hers. 💗
Even now, I still feel her arms around me.
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The kind that heals. The kind that holds.
This poem is for my mom, Linda Ann Kennedy—
who never once let me forget I was hers. 💗
Even now, I still feel her arms around me.
#WordsByAmyMichelle #GriefAndGrace #MotherDaughterLove #PoetryOfHealing
July 18, 2025 at 12:09 PM
She didn’t give me life, but she gave me love.
The kind that heals. The kind that holds.
This poem is for my mom, Linda Ann Kennedy—
who never once let me forget I was hers. 💗
Even now, I still feel her arms around me.
#WordsByAmyMichelle #GriefAndGrace #MotherDaughterLove #PoetryOfHealing
The kind that heals. The kind that holds.
This poem is for my mom, Linda Ann Kennedy—
who never once let me forget I was hers. 💗
Even now, I still feel her arms around me.
#WordsByAmyMichelle #GriefAndGrace #MotherDaughterLove #PoetryOfHealing