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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.

Tag: Strength

Being For the World
Poetry, Stream of Conciousness

Being For the World

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “wallpaper.” Use it however you’d like. Have fun! To be more … Continue reading Being For the World

Hanging Low
Poetry

Hanging Low

Heavy head to aching heart Curled against the world Hiding from the cold You can’t bear to look At what’s … Continue reading Hanging Low

Gently Does It
Poetry

Gently Does It

To adapt to the world and toughen up Or embrace your fragile, handle with care label Compete and measure up … Continue reading Gently Does It

Crystal Powers
Poetry

Crystal Powers

The gold and brown flecks of the tiger’s eye Is not insignificant to my words For its energy ripples through … Continue reading Crystal Powers

Affected by the Moon
Poetry

Affected by the Moon

Magical mystical fantasy of night Under the full moon’s light I lay before you open and bared None from your … Continue reading Affected by the Moon

No Longer Allowed
Poetry

No Longer Allowed

I’ll shake the flak off my back That you have been stacking there For so very many years of conflict … Continue reading No Longer Allowed

She Will Shine
Poetry

She Will Shine

Look before you today at the actions That rebuild that which was broken By those clinging to outdated shibboleth Intended … Continue reading She Will Shine

Woman of Layers
Poetry

Woman of Layers

The pretty bands of agate Different phases of my life Like rings of a tree added each year The undesirable … Continue reading Woman of Layers

Coming To Fruit
Poetry

Coming To Fruit

Squashed and stomped on To release our juice Like the succulent plum To become sweet jam We are pulverized Our … Continue reading Coming To Fruit

Giving Myself Peace
Poetry

Giving Myself Peace

Daggers of four Plunged from back to front Pierced the heart as intent Not random accident Wiser now I peel … Continue reading Giving Myself Peace

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