Poetry

  • This is not a “you have to believe what I do and that’s the only right answer” place. So if you’re here because of a random tag, and you’re going to start an argument, see your way out. Okay, now that it’s the real ones here, hi. I’m so sorry to do this to you.…

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  • There is a specific kind of safety in a pseudonym. A quiet place to put the words where they can’t burn you. I spent a lifetime just wanting someone—anyone—to look my way and acknowledge the noise in my head, but I was always too afraid to attach my own face to the melody.Then the phone…

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  • Happy Birthday, Mama

    I don’t know what having a mom feels like, but I imagine it would feel like listening to you. On the screen, or behind the lyrics, you bring me that kind of peace. The sense of safety most grew up with, but I didn’t. Today is your birthday, and while I’ll never be able to…

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  • The Geography of Home: 1,800 Miles to a Wave

    A paralegal’s 1,800-mile journey from the cornfields of Iowa to a studio in LA. A raw, poetic exploration of finding ‘home’ in a voice that raised you, a 28th birthday reclaimed, and the silent wave that changed everything. Written by Elizabeth Ardelle.

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  • They say that logic is the map, but intuition is the journey. For a long time, I’ve kept my creative world—my “Elizabeth Ardelle” world—neatly tucked inside the lines. But tonight, the lines are softening. I’m introducing a new series here on Lyrical Logic called The Haze Chronicles. In my daily life, I deal in the…

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  • A Speck of Sand

    A Speck of Sand by Elizabeth Ardelle – original country music style single cover featuring a woman standing on a dirt road next to a Redwood tree.

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  • Five.

    Five years after losing the baby she never got to hold, a mother marks her daughter’s birthday with “what ifs,” Christmas memories that never were, and a love that hasn’t faded. This poem gives voice to the invisible grief of a child who only lived in her heart.

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  • Not Just Attorneys

    From angry clients to impossible deadlines, this poem gives voice to the paralegals, legal assistants, and receptionists who do the unseen work in law offices—and carry the weight, without the recognition.

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  • Order of the Court

    Federal Rules of Civil Procedure.The guidance of civil court.The holy bibleAs far as I’m concerned. Federal Rules of Civil Procedure.They cannot be cherry pickedto suit your needsAs far as the Court is concerned. Federal Rules of Civil Procedure.They take time to master.They take time to understand.Trying to do so without proper contextcan be the difference…

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  • An Old Soul in a New World

    I wasn’t built for this generation.I feel like I was born in the wrong time. Starting a night out at 9 PM,Spending all night bar hopping,Finally getting to bed at 3 or 4 AM.That’s not for me. I’d rather stay in with a bookor a cross stitching project.I’d rather buy drinks from the storeto drink…

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