Luna

Oh Luna, how she affects us all. With every change in phase, she has us beckoning at her call. A lovely twilight in the sky, a definite beauty to the eye. For all who can behold, can not deny, the never ending night light, of which we sleep by.

Caught Between Darkness and Light

Caught between darkness and light, a seemingly never-ending fight, Full of panic, hope and fright. Don't know any other way to describe, this black written scribe. A poem written by someone who feels lost, and pleads for forgiveness at a cost. But somehow finds themselves back at square one, and can't seem to figure out,... Continue Reading →

What is Freedom?

Freedom. Freedom is a word, a liberty, an illusion received at birth, but freedom doesn't come for free, ironically. No, freedom is fought for or earned, and as you grow, this you'll know, but you'll also find that sometimes, freedom is hope, freedom is a moment of trust, freedom is a good night's sleep, freedom... Continue Reading →

Rainy Day, Come and Stay

Rainy days. rainy days, I will not ask you to go away, in fact I ask and I beg, to please come and stay, instead of visiting another day. These days are made for warm tea and coffee, a good day for a soft symphony, to relax in bed, or to find a good covering... Continue Reading →

She Dances

She dances, like the trees swaying in the wind, she dances. Like the leaves twirling as they fall, she dances. Like a flowing river, she dances. Like rapid waterfalls, she dances. Like the tidal waves in the ocean, she dances. Like the wind that blows through your hair, she dances. Like the rain that drips... Continue Reading →

Messy Me

I'm a mess sometimes, it's true... But the whole truth is, I'm filled with many layers, and it takes awhile to peel them all and reveal what all is going on deep inside. On the outside, there's no missing that I am a bit of a mess. An organized mess if you will, since I... Continue Reading →

Indigenous Day

What once was ours, you took away, you tried so hard to take it away, and have it your way. Erased history to make it your day, but together we stand, hand in hand, to get back in your way, on this blessed land, with history, life and a people, that can never be erased.... Continue Reading →

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