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Crone Song
A little bit of life remains when so much of me is dead. Most of what is left is only hanging by a thread Watching blips of time flitting about in youthful glow. How fast we lose parts of ourselves the young will never know. Taking for granted new life that blooms in the soot… Continue reading
Acceptance, Adversity, Biology, Cycles, death, depression, Earth, Endings, Essential, Grief and Loss, Intention, Philosophy, Poetry, Rhyming Poem, Self Acceptance, The Void, Transitionaging, appreciation, blessings, crone, darkness, death, fate, free will, grief, Grief and Loss, impermanence, loss, night, philosophy, poem, poetry, Temporal, The Void -
The Truth About Edges
You think you have edges but you’ve never seen a sharp one. You never cut your feet to dance upon the blade for a moment of something different. You never painted yourself crimson with your own aching blood just to revel in the outcome, to find yourself laughing in the face of the absurd emptiness… Continue reading
Adversity, conflict, Cosmos, Courage, Cycles, death, Endings, freeverse, Grief and Loss, growth, Overcoming, Philosophy, Poetry, Prose, Relationships, Self Acceptance, Shadow Work, Sky, The Void, TransformationCosmos, Courage, darkness, death, edge walker, edges, edgewalking, emptiness, grief, growth, loss, philosophy, poem, poetry, Relationships, Transformation, truth, void -
Call of Oblivion
Pieces of me fly off to the aetherswhere my heart has always livednever to be found again for they have their own lives nowmaking the best of fragmentation.The magic of a soul that doesn’t want to be whole is the seeds the pieces becomedispersed across the universeto grow worlds that makefor an exquisite fit. Each… Continue reading
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Inevitable Return: a poem for Imbolc
Where did my breath go when I held it so long in the silence, when I was stunned by exquisite suffering, marveling at all the colors of pain? When I was so frozen that I could almost touch the crystalline void that seems to beckon to fingertips with shimmering darkness when we so desperately yearn… Continue reading
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The Great Unknown
I never thought my life would make it this long, and that’s why my bones think I’m already dead, crackling as if the foundation of a world the Gods had enough of has come to crumbling. The moment a Titan exhales to blow out the flames before realizing how much has already burned. And grains… Continue reading
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The Undoing
I’m turning to stone by the eyes of the witch, but the only eyes here are mine. Looking too closely for too long at my own design, focused on how other I am, my body no longer knows how to pretend to be human. Is this my skin turning into a cosmic egg to incubate… Continue reading
Acceptance, Adversity, Biology, Cosmos, Cycles, death, Earth, Ecology, Endings, freeverse, Grief and Loss, growth, Intention, nature, New Beginnings, Overcoming, Philosophy, Poetry, Self Acceptance, Summer, surrender, The Void, time, Transformation, Transition, Worldalchemy, chronic pain, eon, eternity, Goddess, grief, Grief and Loss, growth, loss, Overcoming, pain, poem, poetry, suffering, Transformation, witch, World -
Martyr
Author’s Note:I know my poems of late have been streams of consciousness more than anything. I have considered keeping them to myself, and many of them I do. But I feel moved to put something out into the world before I enter the next phase of my existence. I have cognitive impairment from a condition… Continue reading
About Me
I wrote my first story when I was a wee girl of three, followed by my first poem when I was eight. I’ve been writing ever since as a way to cope with life. This practice evolved with learning in both structured settings and through the practice, itself. In my own healing crisis, I found a process I affectionately refer to as Poetic Alchemy. Now on the journey of getting my life back, I do this not only for myself but for you.
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