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Tag Archives: 28 Days of Self-Love
Ask her to hold back those tides, allow me a little slumber, a little folding of the hands, a wane from these skies. She’s borrowing light again, and so am I, steadfast and longing. A tiny slice of lemon in … Continue reading
She is as moon, and does not hold her own full light; still, sometimes, she shines. An American Sentence poem for Day 22 for Grace’s 28 Days of Self Love.
she’s precariously held by wayward sky. Day 21 of Grace’s 28 Days of Self Love. In honor of actual self love, I’m not even gonna try to get caught up (took a fun long weekend off to spend with besties.) I’m simply gonna … Continue reading
, 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
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
There once was a girl who wore braids even when they all said act your age! And she donned yoga pants just to give peace a chance while she sat still and pressed words to page. .. Grace has us … Continue reading
There’s a black smudge in a skeletal tree telling me secrets, in song. There’s a busy leaf, capturing breeze. The sky is that particular shade of blue that just makes my heart happy for no other reason than blue … Continue reading
Photo credit: Abby Jackson (age 14) .. For after all, the best thing one can do when it is raining is let it rain. —Henry Wadsworth Longfellow You sent abundant rain, O God, to refresh the weary land. Psalm 68:9 .. … Continue reading