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Bernadette Judaea
Mar 31, 2022

Knowing is Growing

We met in a dream
You’re not real and you know this of me.
Only what we share
do we really know to be the truth.
Our…

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Bernadette Judaea
Mar 13, 2022

Soldiers of Masculinity

On one hand, I know this man,
but there’s a deep unknown; 
Seeing in dualities, 
I could only pick one.
He’s a good…

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Bernadette Judaea
Mar 12, 2022

Speaking of Death

You fear me because I reveal
something real about you.
Your attempts to ignore me will hurt you
more than they will ever hurt…

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Bernadette Judaea
Mar 6, 2022

Wispy Little Spiderwebs

Wispy little spider webs
glimmering, shimmering soft.
They glisten in the sunlight
and bounce above the moss

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Bernadette Judaea
Feb 15, 2022

Why

I question what purpose
A Why will retrieve.
One shows me Where.
and another tells me When. 
I don’t beg for What.
God is always Who 
(be He in me or in you).
But not even the most high
decides on my Why
Because it is I 
that must answer this cry.

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Bernadette Judaea
Feb 15, 2022

Someone Lonesome

Lonesome are these tears,
though there are so many. 
Silently suffering,
because anything else
would result in the same.
Whimpering gently,
as there is no one here
to hear or see.
Nobody to stop this sadness
from existing.
What is it that I’ve done 
that was so wrong?
Why was I the one 
they chose…

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Bernadette Judaea
Jan 25, 2022

Misty Morning

Remnants of wooden plants
appear to live again
as hollow stems 
dance in the drips
and with the wind.
Light and gentle kisses
that…

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Bernadette Judaea
Jan 21, 2022

Creativity Personified

How you find me 
so useless,
but at least nice 
to look at.
To keep around
for selfish pleasure,
but never 
to hear…

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Bernadette Judaea
Jan 18, 2022

The Dance of Dualities

The absence of one, 
there’s nothing to it 
but when one is defined
then two appear
What is needs what’s not
to intuit…

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