Two more bracelets smokey quartztiger eyemy wrists adornedwith trust in theheartbeats ofstones the earthhas held for eternities these shiny spheresworlds of energiesto gather my worriesshow them how tobe infiniteto be so alivein their repetitivespinningletting go isdizzy freedom – a necessary choiceto disengage timea thrilling way toexhale to feelthe frothy rush ofcourage flowinglike rapids deepdeep deep… Continue reading Poem 187 – Two more bracelets
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Poem 186 – How it happens
How it happens Words wing.Soar in my mind on gusts of worry or joy,swoop like precision kestrels into the shadowy depths of my knowingyet even with my intuition firmly in flight, I slip into a sliver of eyeinside the tornado of love & I fall – The yang of departure like clear blue sky, comforting… Continue reading Poem 186 – How it happens
Poem 183 – When the voices are
When the voices are The voices are daggers today–Does it matter–Where they came from–Who sent them–How they sharpened–No.They. Are. Here– And so, voices, I hear you–I see your jagged edges–I am to be punctured–Perhaps even–To be cut open– Let’s see where your points settle–Then I will write– Photo by Charis Cotter Day one of the… Continue reading Poem 183 – When the voices are
