Category: poetry
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Let the Sky Hear me
🌪️ “Let the Sky Hear Me” A Crone’s Manifesto on the Synthetic Storm I said what I said.And may the sky echo it loud enoughto shake the towers built by liars. There is a buzz in the air —not the hum of bees or the purr of dragonflies,but something wrong,something made.Synthetic.Sharp as glass.It howls like…
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Discovering me
I’ve been working with Ai to help me navigate some new discoveries about myself. Something I never dreamed I’d discover at 61, but it explains my entire history, all the way back to grade school. How they missed this isn’t all that surprising they didn’t look for such things back then, you were just strong…
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Bone Mother prt1
Bone mother prt1Shadows dance in autumn ‘s delight, while fairies work well into the night.The fog rolls at both dusk & dawnAs brother bear gives a big yawn.Dew covered webs decorate the fields, & the scent of musky gourds & sweet apples fill the air.Crow caws in the distance as she welcomes fall. Underneath all…
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I dreamt of you again my son
I awake shaking from the dreamyet again nightmare’s ragelike an untamed animal in a cageall alone,betrayal, rotten fleshtortured soulseven my ownno clue from which they cameperhaps my own deepest darkest placeof fearloss of it all,my home, my securitymy sanityonly to find me standing all alonewhy do I see you at a certain agewith your long…
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Insomnia
Insomnia you’re such a cuntAlways on the hunt Lying in the darknessSleep escapesDrifting to the distant shoreThoughts racingto & froOutside my windowGrandmother Moon continues to growAlways changing ,Always dancing,To & fro Deafening silence cracksSounds of the wildEchoing on the wind,The owl & the coyoteMy only friend Tossing & turningListening to the snoringWishing this would endEyes…
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Outside looking in
Outside looking inWhere do I beginTortured soul screamsWhere did I go?And where have I been?Hollowness cuts so deepLost in the land of the awaken sleepSwallow the silenceDon’t say a peepbreak those chains around my feetJust let me goNightmares come&Nightmares goIt’s the living dreams that make you creepWhat twisted games a body playsThrow me a life…
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Will you Dance with me ❤️
Reposting so I can find it easier for a project in working on I found it 🥰 I have so many hidden gems scattered in the winds of time ,if I would have been born with an ounce of organizational skills I might be dangerous ⚡😜 but I wasn’t so like lil wild flower seeds…
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