Daily Archives: February 13, 2018

So she’s holding herself together with both arms

, Because stuff wants to fall out. Worries, and fears and all the nonsense of life. Because if she pulls her arms tight (just right), it all stays in. Impossible stardust, contained in cloud. Scatterings of tired brain, not said … Continue reading

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Because she has grown from this turquoise scrim,

  She braids her roots into the stars, a triumph of chimneys at her crown. She ponders petals and sparrows, casts the moon, and pins it down.   .. Image by artist Catrin Welz-Stein Inspiring prompt from over at dVerse Poetics today, … Continue reading

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Writing in Dust

She stood {still}, silenced by their judgment, His grace. They dropped their stones because he bade them cast the first.   . twiglet #63. Inspired by the story of a woman from John 8 of the Bible.    Advertisements

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Hourglasses and Sanctuaries

  Prayer , a grain of sand in the sea. Unless your hands are quarreling yourself possible, form something. ……………Begin. Keep silent.   Prompted by day 13 of Grace’s 28 Days of Self Love challenge. This is a blackout poem, … Continue reading

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