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Poetry and Prose by Russell Wardlow

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Russell Wardlow

Absolute Connection Haiku

March 27, 2021 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

if you felt my ‘self’
you would feel your ‘self’ balance
yet we live self-less

Filed Under: Spirit

Relative Haiku

March 27, 2021 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

until you show depth
surface can only be seen
and depth imagined

Filed Under: Spirit

Futile Haiku

March 27, 2021 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

chasing loneliness
accompanied by shadows
running from the light

Filed Under: Spirit

Through Me, to You, and back/ You Two, Plus Me, Equals Three

March 26, 2021 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

I was
always there
helping you
just look
I was
always there
shedding light
just look
through me
you saw
what not
and also
what to
do so
there was
never darkness
even in
my absence
even in
my mistakes
I showed
you right
from wrong
with rights
and wrongs
I may
have been
lost to
sight but
I never
left you
blind.
Now
I
need
your
guidance,
because
I
want
to
make
it
back
to
you,
to
experience
what
you
have
learned.
Help.
Me.
I took what
I never wanted
you to feel
and felt it
myself alone for
you, though you
hurt still but
life hurts still.
I became the
worst I could
so you could
see what not
to be to
be the best
that you could.
the things we
inherit with the
things we defy
become the things
that define us.
In that great
in between you
find balance and
harmony so you
can finally know
who you are
and what you
can also become.

Filed Under: Love, Mercy, Trauma

Safe and Soundless

March 25, 2021 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

quiet as kept
what’s quiet, is kept
my quiet unkept
I
require a breath
(exhale)
quiet and kept
but
I’m,
acquiring less-
a,
choir of stress-
(shhh)
quiet as kept
so,
quiet is kept

Filed Under: Inside

This Moment, Next

March 24, 2021 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

AHHHhhhhhh!
AHHhhh, AHHHhhhh, AHHHHHHH!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAATTTEEEE. THIS. SHIIIT!!!
(exhale)
released negative energy
purge-a-tory
(smile)
it is OK,
all is well
it was ‘just’
a moment

Filed Under: Trauma

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Prose of a Con

Prose of a Con is a collection of Russell Wardlow’s prose and poetry written entirely behind bars. Through writings on family, spirituality, freedom, love, justice, redemption, and vulnerability, Russell seeks to show the humanity and hope of individuals like himself who are incarcerated.

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