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Every Breath the Raven Takes – A Poem by Sam Tumblin

May 5, 2026
Every Breath the Raven Takes by Sam Tumblin

Where do the ravens go when darkness falls?Do they slip into shadows along hidden walls,Finding corners where silence clings,Away from the weight that daylight brings?

Where do the ravens wander by day?Do they rise where the blue meets endless gray,Gliding high in a sky so wide,With secrets carried on every glide?

The raven—creature of shadow and flame,Neither bound nor wholly the same,A soul that shifts between dark and light,Breathing freely through day and night.

In every breath the raven takes,A path between two worlds it makes—Unbound by sky, untouched by sea,A dark-winged spirit, forever free.

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Where May Begins

May 4, 2026
Where May begins, the light feels new,A softer sky, a brighter hue.The air hums low with gentle sound,As life awakens all around.

A steady breeze moves leaf and tree,
Like whispered notes of melody.
It carries warmth, yet lingers cool,
A perfect balance, calm and full.

The birds compose the day’s first song,A place where hearts can still belong.Each wing that cuts through open airReminds us something good is there.

No rush, no race, no need to stray,Just quiet peace within the day.For in this time, so fresh, so free,May gives us space to simply be.

Take a moment today—what small beauty did you notice? 🌱

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May In Motion

May 4, 2026
The month of May arrives with grace,A gentle wind, a soft embrace.Cool breezes whisper through the day,Inviting hearts to drift and stay.

The skies glow bright with golden sun,A season’s joy has just begun.Birds take flight in endless blue,Their songs feel fresh, their freedom true.

Each moment hums with life anew,In every shade of vibrant hue.From dawn’s first light to evening’s glow,There’s quiet beauty all we know.

Oh, May—so simple, yet so bright,A world alive in pure delight.In every breath, in all we see,The month of May just lets us be.

What does the month of May feel like to you? Share your thoughts in the comments below 🌿

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Many Doors by Sam Tumblin Podcast

May 1, 2026
MANY DOORS

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- {“rendered”:”Stolen Freedom By Sam Tumblin”}
  A reflection on colonization, displacement, and the enduring spirit of freedom that cannot be buried by time.
- {“rendered”:”Better Life Exclamation by Sam Tumblin”}
  All of us in turn return with saturation The day as one with elation Better life exclamation
- WORLD’S INTERTWINED | SAM TUMBLIN
  WORLD’S INTERTWINED Looking at your beauty often blinds Voluptuous curves so well defined I’m so blessed our worlds have intertwined One union a bond that’s locked and enshrined Any other suitors heart will be maligned I’m so blessed our worlds have intertwined Looking at your beauty often blinds Voluptuous curves so well defined Glow This… Read more: WORLD’S INTERTWINED | SAM TUMBLIN
- Wonderland by Sam Tumblin
  Happy in life to the fullest in my wonderland Wonderland by Sam Tumblin
- Womb We Were Weave | SAM TUMBLIN
  From the womb we were weaveIn darkness our souls did cleaveNew decayed webs we now createIn this world, we navigate Each thread a story to tellIn this life we dwellWe spin our tales with graceIn this chaotic place Through trials and tribulationsWe find our revelationsIn the tangled mess we findBeauty in the bind So let… Read more: Womb We Were Weave | SAM TUMBLIN
- Womb We Were Weave by Sam Tumblin
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- Winds Of Time by Sam Tumblin
  Ravages of time the wind only pays
- Wind And It’s Throne by Sam Tumblin I SAM TUMBLIN
  WIND AND IT’S THRONE BY SAM TUMBLIN It’s cold and the wind is strong Dust flying claiming its throne The air shivers me deep in my bone Each body part beg to be alone I grip my winter coat a little tighter Needing the warmth and brighter The sun is out but its still cold… Read more: Wind And It’s Throne by Sam Tumblin I SAM TUMBLIN
- Whispers Slipping Away by Sam Tumblin I SAM TUMBLIN
  WHISPERS SLIPPING AWAY BY SAM TUMBLIN It’s all just whisphers slipping away If you say you love me but never say Maybe this a game you always play Kiss’em and love’em than go astray This is not how this suppose to be I want to hear your voice indefinitely You will always be mines for… Read more: Whispers Slipping Away by Sam Tumblin I SAM TUMBLIN
- Whispers by Sam Tumblin
  WHISPERS colorless soothing lacecaressing my facedivine will never endwhispers of the windthank you my friendwhispers please don’t endcaressing my facecolorless soothing lace Picture credit PIXABABY Affiliate links are on post if clicked on I maybe compensated with a qualifying purchase.
- Where Silence Belongs By Sam Tumblin
  Where Silence Belongs By Sam Tumblin the greatest love song is not always sung aloud sometimes it’s found in silence far away from every crowd sometimes being alone teaches the soul to grow strong through quiet nights and wandering thoughts you discover where you belong who cares if they condemn or fail to understand your… Read more: Where Silence Belongs By Sam Tumblin
- Where May Begins
  A calming spring poem about new beginnings, gentle breezes, and the peaceful beauty found in the quiet moments of May.
- Where I Call Home By Sam Tumblin
  Where I Call HomeBy Sam Tumblin What do I really call home,Endless paths beneath the dome.One stop here,Many pauses disappear. Faces faded like dying flame,Different towns but all the same.I carried sorrow carved in bone,A drifting soul forever lone. Then I learned through life’s cruel tome,The only place I truly call homeIs beside silence overgrown—Next… Read more: Where I Call Home By Sam Tumblin
- When You See Red | SAM TUMBLIN
  WHEN YOU SEE RED What do you see when you see redUtter anger distress and dreadA heart that pounds a face that burnsA storm within that twists and churns A fiery spark a rising tideA battle fought but left insideYet when it fades so calm so clearWas all that rage worth holding near Next time… Read more: When You See Red | SAM TUMBLIN
- When the Clock Stops by Sam Tumblin
  When the Clock Stops by Sam Tumblin What happens when the clock stops still,Everything quiet beyond all will,Like a weary tree once sharply chopped,Life feels frozen when the ticking stops. You look around but cannot see,Fear grows thick too dark to flee,Shadows whisper without a name,Nothing around feels quite the same. You ask aloud if… Read more: When the Clock Stops by Sam Tumblin
- What Is Your Mission? By Sam Tumblin
  Many spend their lives searching for purpose, while others seem certain of their path. This poem explores the question that echoes within us all: What is your mission in life?
- What Do You See? By Sam Tumblin
  What Do You See? Look in these eyes and tell me what you see,Years of love, fears, and tears, sometimes felt free.Scars from battles hidden deep within,Memories of losses as well as wins. Moments of laughter carried by the breeze,Dreams once planted beneath towering trees.Roads once traveled, some crooked, some straight,Lessons learned from fortune and… Read more: What Do You See? By Sam Tumblin
- Wednesday Love | SAM TUMBLIN
  Wednesday, day of loveUnlike no otherI’m lost for wordsMy voice stutters But at least my loveFirm and trueNo days like yoursI can utter Amsterdam Flight Deals Save up to 20% off with Travelup.com Book Now Affiliate links are on post if clicked on I maybe compensated with a qualifying purchase. shop nowUp To 20% Off… Read more: Wednesday Love | SAM TUMBLIN
- WEARY THE VISION BY SAM TUMBLIN
  Weary the vision these tired eyes see Many lives crossed some no longer be WEARY THE VISION BY SAM TUMBLIN
- Weary by Sam Tumblin Podcast
  WEARY THE VISION Weary the vision these tired eyes seeMany lives crossed some no longer beSome still in our lives from the pastSome paths never crossed again left aghastThese thoughts vaguely come and goSeems like a silent picture rerun showThe vision is weary no need to live the pastSo much to live for all endless… Read more: Weary by Sam Tumblin Podcast
- WALK THE TALK by Sam Tumblin
  WALK THE TALK many hopes and talkfrom those that don’t walkhoping praises of grandeurultimately smelling like manureif this is what keeps them enslavedturning in lust for what they cravedthis is what should be on there graveforever enshrined and engravedkeep your hopes and thoughtsempty promises you broughtmany hopes and talkfrom those that don’t walk the talk… Read more: WALK THE TALK by Sam Tumblin
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The Breath We Borrow: A Poem About Life, Truth, and Time

May 1, 2026
We enter life but once, a fragile start,
Drawn in by breath, the rhythm of the heart.
Each inhale writes a moment into time,
A quiet pulse, a subtle, sacred rhyme.

We wander through the days, unaware,
Of borrowed air we breathe without a care.
In fleeting thoughts, in patterns we repeat,
We mask the truths beneath our restless feet.

Yet in the hush between each rise and fall,
There lingers something whispering to all—
A call to wake before the final breath,
To face the silent weight we name as death.

For life is more than drifting unaware,
It asks for truth, for courage laid bare.
Not just to breathe, but see what we dismiss—
The quiet cost, the unnoticed abyss.

And when the final breath begins to cease,
May we have met ourselves and found our peace.
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Don’t Look Back — Now on Bandcamp

April 30, 2026
Don’t Look Back Available Now On Bandcamp

https://samtumblin.bandcamp.com/track/dont-look-back-written-by-sam-tumblin

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Hoping for Brighter Days

April 30, 2026
Hoping For Brighter Days written by Sam Tumblin

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Blue Morning Grace

April 27, 2026
Soft blue sky above

A beautiful day awakens

Sunrise to cherish
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Womb We Were Weave by Sam Tumblin

April 23, 2026
Womb We Were Weave by Sam Tumblin
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So Much Pain

April 23, 2026
So Much Pain

Sam Tumblin

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