admit to being uncertain – Much Love, Deb Poems ~ Fresh & Thought~Provoking

Slot Machines of Social Media

Aug 5, 2025

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in Health, Media, Non-conscious death anxiety

Why the constant cortisol producing online scrolling? May this poem help remind you of your always abilities for creating your inner peace.

The Extreme Bad Weather

Mar 22, 2025

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Deborah Marchant’

in Broken, Business, Conscious Death Anxiety, Earth, Government, Healing, Health, Politics, Self Reflection

The poem poignantly reflects on the devastating impact of Trump’s and Billionaire’s invoked disasters on America as being like tornadoes and hurricanes, evoking fear and destruction to the democratic republic. It poses introspective questions about personal struggles and feelings of confinement right now, inviting readers to confront their own challenges. The underlying message is one…

Trolling Me?

Mar 2, 2025

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Deborah Marchant’

in Self Reflection

This piece confronts the cowardice of adults tossing their unresolved guilt onto others instead of confronting their own mess. In a society rife with name-calling and procrastination, it challenges us to examine our cowardly tendencies and messy personal lives—

A Marriage of Confusion

Jan 27, 2025

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Deborah Marchant’

in Conscious Death Anxiety, education, family, Healing, Home, relationships, Self Reflection

The poet expresses the disorienting experience of being married to someone with mental confusion, conveying feelings of confusion and stagnation amidst physical stability. Daily life includes a struggle to communicate, coupled with a desire for clarity in both the home environment and marital interactions, marked by emotional challenges and unspoken doubts.

Static Radio

Jan 24, 2025

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Deborah Marchant’

in Broken, Conscious Death Anxiety, education, family, Health, Home, relationships, Self Reflection

The post reflects a parent’s mental struggle with anxiety and fear surrounding their children’s safety. It explores the burden of dark thoughts, the exhaustion of parenting, and the emotional turmoil that can arise from constant worry about loss. This internal conflict may lead to feelings of inadequacy and distress.

Don’t Forget Why We’re Here

Jan 21, 2025

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Deborah Marchant’

in Self Reflection

This poem reflects on uncertainty and forgetfulness regarding the purpose for being. It questions if the reasons were ever truly communicated or if it was simply missed. There is a sense of frustration over the lack of clarity and a desire to revisit the explanation, pondering whether it ever existed.

Tag: admit to being uncertain

Slot Machines of Social Media

The Extreme Bad Weather

Trolling Me?

A Marriage of Confusion

Static Radio

Don’t Forget Why We’re Here