Finding Place
Finding Place I lay within the folds of warmth, my shell of choice, and peer out toward the stars, their
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Finding Place I lay within the folds of warmth, my shell of choice, and peer out toward the stars, their
Read moreHer lip’s trembling, wishing for that lingering kiss You can’t start a fire in the rain The wispy smoke ring
Read moreShould Be Paradise The quest has fallen on blood-soaked, rocky grounds, that struggle for survival returned to millennia past, and
Read moreOceans in Your Eyes My love, hold for but a juncture Your time I so humbly request
Read moreThe day so sunny and mild, as I walked down, into the belly of the beast. Stopping on the stairs,
Read moreWhat so freely flows through the
Read moreA Tribute to Liquor….the day after Summoning energy seems so complicated The dust and grime of a thousand deserts My
Read moreWith out a word a misty rain, almost unseen drifts. without falling between green bows, in a morning alone.
Read moreThe power of a woman – is universal. She has the energy to do it all and then to
Read moreShould We Learn In the wake of pain, ingrained
Read moreWalls can imprison you. Walls are mere illusions that you can break
Read moreInoperable, this tumor, this seed of doubt that
Read moreWe Appeased And so he rose up to himself, that potential in wait, and with shoulders back ascended the walls
Read moreTogether always, but only in spirit, he was there for her, for so long, so many life times, in spirit,
Read moreDarkest deepest pit. Memories of times past lay withered and faded in the old trunk. She picks them up, one
Read moreVisions of Ancestral Lands … Visions of Ancestral lands, a woven tapestry spread over Mother Earth. Ancestral lands, how long
Read moreWhat Some May Know What pours from
Read moreChildren I consider life and all its secrets,
Read moreMount Rainier Mount Rainier, Tahoma, why did you take them, why do you still keep those you claimed? They
Read moreAnd who do I become, if not for who
Read moreSelf idolatry Narcissitic undertones She stares and praises herself Pride and egotism Bordering on divinity Age toying at the edges
Read moreIt came flowing as black as the night. It was a river of ink, the bottle over tipped and it
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