MY VOICE

Saturday, June 9, 2018

No puedo escribir la verdad
La verdad de mio no es tuya
Solo puedo escribir mi verdad

Elements of Life

I have not written as much in 2015 and 2016 and I have found my muse in the oddest of places. A co-worker began giving me "the beginn...
Goodbye

Goodbye How do I leave you to make myself whole? Break away from your judgements to stand on my own. Pain is your lesson, taught with gu...
Under Construction

This was written for Soul Sessions in Roanoke VA 5-8-2019 Theme - You define you Dedicated to a dear dear friend and amazing person wh...
A Reflection

The Goddess looks into the mirror. Beauty is reflected, the whole is perceived. She presents the world with Herself, unbridled. For All o...
Home Haiku

this is not a race I only gain when you gain trial and error
my work

All writing contained within this blog is my original work, with the exception of Work Haiku's - these are a joint effort between myself...
A Life Becoming

I come into this world knowing nothing. Lying Silent I take it in. I mimic I practice I learn I understand I cannot wait I grow Cau...
The Small Strength

When I feel small and conquered I hear a tiny voice. 'Pass through this place using your small strength.' So many times I want t...
Sisters

Golden blond hair sunlight streams through. Ample pure locks dark as new moon. Nose, cheek and forehead familiar in both. One voice deman...
A Meditation

There are days when I question my gifts. those things I know do not or will not come. Frustrated I walk blindly down a path. I know not m...

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