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I write that which is whispered to me in the hopes to touch your soul. To let you feel all that life has to offer. To open your eyes and mine, and create connections of human existence.

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Fitting In, Making Home
Poetry

Fitting In, Making Home

Not prevalent in my space Furry little muskrat face To each broken bit of land Their unique creatures How did … Continue reading Fitting In, Making Home

Let Us Speak
Poetry

Let Us Speak

When your heart’s not in it This living thing Jovial is not something you can pretend It’s just too hard … Continue reading Let Us Speak

Emptying the Cup
Poetry, Stream of Conciousness

Emptying the Cup

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “the last thing you emptied.” Think of the last thing you … Continue reading Emptying the Cup

Down the Dark Alleys
Poetry

Down the Dark Alleys

Mind run wild Gone off the reservation Taken leave of my senses When I can’t find you My vivid imagination … Continue reading Down the Dark Alleys

Aching For Younger Years
Poetry

Aching For Younger Years

At the age of forty something It is an absolute anachronism These aches, pains, and groans That belong to more … Continue reading Aching For Younger Years

Lunging Lioness
Poetry

Lunging Lioness

Like a cat waiting to pounce The mood of the menopausal woman An unpredictable beast to be wary of Challenges … Continue reading Lunging Lioness

Life Dreaming
Poetry

Life Dreaming

In dreams I weave the magic of fairies And I embiggen my receipt of many things Intangibles that I deem … Continue reading Life Dreaming

Resetting Our Souls
Poetry

Resetting Our Souls

Under golden moonbeams Can we salvage our souls Dance in her milky glow And shake off the dust Of yesterday … Continue reading Resetting Our Souls

It’s a Surreal Wrap
Poetry

It’s a Surreal Wrap

Like a watcher of a movie The immediacy of death is surreal No matter if expected or not The final … Continue reading It’s a Surreal Wrap

She’s on Her Way
Poetry

She’s on Her Way

Floating on whispered breezes The leaves of the mighty oaks Reds, oranges, and yellows Like the sky vividly painted By … Continue reading She’s on Her Way

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