Tracey Hardie
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To him, she meant everything—
(for a while)
He watched her grow passionately
...
A beautiful day darkened by a black cloud coming down,
the smile on a child's face frozen to a frown.
Eyes that had life stared with stricken fear,
I saw his lips tremble followed by streams of tears.
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When I read or write
I see and feel things differently.
ImaGes are nOt whaT they AlwAys aPpear
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I become more amazed,
as I turn the pages
to the hidden chapters
of whom you are.
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Athene's Bird
The Sign
Scarring the olive tree’s bared limb
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Daddy, can you hear my cries,
see the tears that stream
down my stained anguish face?
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I don’t know when it happened
or how, or when I created
the garden—
...
The sun rose—
stretching her rays
with ghostly fingers reaching
through trees
...
My words have never been enough
to convey my thoughts...
as darkness prevails my world.
...
Lush green flickers
shades of blue-black.
A coral thumbnail
draws the sky into night's mask.
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Tracey Hardie Biography
Tracey Hardie is originally from Sanford Maine, but was relocated as a child and raised in Charleston, SC where she still resides. The uniqueness of the 'Low Country' has sculpted her to be a refined southern belle and she considers the 'Low Country' as a piece of heaven on earth. She was once asked to define herself with one word: the word she selected was 'passion.' She feels that if one is passionate about all aspects of their lives, it will be filled with love and an undying willingness to fulfill one's dreams. All of Tracey's poems are written with or about passion and the words are all from the heart. At one time, Tracey thought that due to her disabilities of Attention Deficit Disorder and Dyslexia, she would never have the ability to write. Tracey stumbled into writing in 1999 by chance with an online writer who felt the emotions of her words. He encouraged her to join an online poetry club where her talents flourished. Tracey still struggles with her disabilities, but does not let obstacles deter her from various challenges she faces. Because she was given encouragement and was not intimidated by failure, she is now a respected poet with peers and fans. She has been published by the Poetry Nook, Poetic Reflections and has many of her poems showcased on various websites online. Favorite quote: I am a creature of my pen, my pen is the best part of me.)
The Best Poem Of Tracey Hardie
She Leaves Without Regret
To him, she meant everything—
(for a while)
He watched her grow passionately
from his very limbs.
She an emblem, his emerald which glittered
opulently when the sun dared to flicker upon her.
Time—
the passage to loyal seasons
who changed consistency
without atonement
and all things
must bid a de rigueur goodbye—
Her amber emotions showed with a
delicate swayed wave of Farwell—
(her gesture rotates
left to right in a
soft leisurely motion)
until excited by the notion
(leaving him as he stands tall and proud)
she spirals on the final journey
to a new place—
a place where she can languish
into other shades
and Mother Earth waits in silent sympathy
to swaddle her into her folds.
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