Poetry Sunday: The Yearnings of Spring
The Yearnings of Spring There is a deep, urgent longing to break this icy dam winter has cast over me. Where my skin again feels the glowing warmth of the sun, Where bare feet are tickled by...
View ArticlePoetry Sunday: I Wonder…
I Wonder….. I wonder what the bird sees when he sees the sun rise. As he calls across the meadow and the forest far and wide. Does he see what I see with my wizened hazel eyes? Yes, I wonder what...
View ArticlePoetry Sunday: Dear Kindness
Dear Kindness Dear Kindness: You are the best part of me~of all of us. And we desperately need to let your light shine out from our hearts and souls now more than ever. I am feeling lost,...
View ArticlePoetry Sunday: A Renewal
A Renewal My tears glisten in the sunlight And drop, nourishing the seed That lingers within. They streak my red cheeks Making rainbows, sparkling On my eyelashes. A renewal has sprung...
View ArticlePoetry Sunday: Expectant
Expectant Under the dark new moon Where diamond dust is sprinkled against the black, velvety sky I plant new seed in fertile soil. My breath slows becoming one with Mother Earth Her energy flows...
View ArticlePoetry Sunday: Flower Woman
Flower Woman A flower woman Keeper of the land, Tilling fertile soil With her gentle hands. Architect with seeds, Of meadows rich with dew Preserving the territory, Creating anew. Student...
View ArticlePoetry Sunday: The Wild Child
The Wild Child A wild, playful child alone in her world A digger of the earth joined in its holy sepulcher, In solitude she finds her truth Becomes her most vulnerable self Belongs not to the world,...
View ArticlePoetry Sunday: Our Lost Stories
Our Lost Stories Our stories lost between the pages of time Whispers no longer heard Dates on gravestones never seen. Who were these souls Their names forgotten? Who is remembering their...
View ArticlePoetry Sunday: Spring’s Song
Spring’s Song Light flickers at the edge of my sight And rouses me from sleep and the dark of night. Breaking before the warmth of a fine spring day With fire in the sky riding the sun’s drowsy...
View ArticlePoetry Sunday: Kiss the Sky
Kiss the Sky Undulating waves at the end of the day Bid farewell to the sun’s last rays. And shimmer against the gathering clouds As they raise their voices on chords aloud. With the moon’s...
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