Monthly Archives: April 2015

Iris, violet-blue. {poetry}

to watch mist quiver on a scarlet leaf sense pureness, of a silent knowing nod to be the hum of a spiral frond shed tears of iris, violet-blue hold emerald boughs, of ageless candor and soon sleep beneath veils of … Continue reading

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It will be okay.

My voice and feelings get scattered and fragmented at times. We all process on different frequencies. Right now I’m one with heavy, wet mud and moss. While sinking into my steps this early morning, I had my mug wrapped inside … Continue reading

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A prayer for peace and love.

Wrapped in an early morning chill, she walked with her shadows. Birds carefully carried her heart infused mug. Not knowing which way to go, she just prayed. A small leafy envelope touched her soul’s thoughts. A wordless chant led to … Continue reading

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Keep breathing. {poetry}

bare feet, wet moss fragile edges of bruised tulip a sunlit breeze of silvery-green leaves mimics the sea and salty air brushes each cell with ghostly lavender wands #reawakengratitude 6/30. keep breathing.

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Pieces {poetry}

under a hidden half lit moon as much as she tried, things didn’t make sense she needed to fall into the pieces she took it as a sign crumbling is necessary pinterest

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Lost and alone…but, all in real time.

She was lost between here and there. It was easy to disappear. The evening settled around her, next to piles of laundry. Folding towels became automatic as peeing. Staring between the dark trees, her arms went through the motions while … Continue reading

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Fear {poetry}

Melancholy stumbles over an edge anxiety rises, a sharp gut punch the randomness, all but blinds fear spikes a delicate heart air, sucked from the light an emotional headlock chains scream of tears but no one can hear an hourglass, … Continue reading

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