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Tuesday, October 11, 2016

I'm posting a few of my old Native American poems,

re-worked and hopefully, as good or better..:) Crazy Horse I ponder his mysteries, that leader of many Earth and Sky mirrored Lights and fierce Warrior of Legend. I wonder if his aching spirit still roams the Hills of Black where history, if read in shadows of nature's steeples crooning a wind... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, October 2, 2016

This was hard to share...

My Mother has been having a health crisis and was critical at one point, but thankfully, she is now improving. Sigh, mothers...I have dressed my own up in descriptions of her in my writings, disguising the painful truths about a woman iron clad in her determination to be independent and in control... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, August 25, 2016

Reservation Memories

(an oldie reworked) Tendrils of mercy descry trails threaded through mountain sky distantly spread. Amidst a drought of civilized way, Cherokee Rose flowers each tear 'round a Mother's loving sway remembered within the endurance of Terra listening near. * Legend of the Cherokee Rose: When the Trail... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, August 5, 2016

Recalling colorless fires (drowned)

Skies are disappearing into pale graves holding glints silver and blanched of wounds cut, gaping silently, inviting the half of mine soul cleaved away and gone. Though soon clouds roll over, bury and forget me. This morning, blue prisms journeyed to mirror the rains of time. there, gazing alone,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, August 4, 2016

Shall I carry the center of mine being (leaden with nothingness, bearing tears dried up before they welled, accepting) to the sun beaten story waiting beyond this screen. I can open, close the light fading from my chambers, illuminating the hour of my farewell. But why try to gaze when blinded by... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, August 1, 2016

Atmospheres

It is hazy here; a maze of cloud-cover is lazily drifting over the sun's wide eyed steps. Watching the gold glinted marches passing by in an array of slate blue to grayish hues, darkened in some spots by near black-ish elements, I wonder how much of the substance within is a flag waving display of... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, May 1, 2016

Uncle Harold's Star

All of the rain sweet and sustaining stopped seas, rivers, lakes, every portal to existence dried and the empty beds wept fragments of memories mobbed by a heat burning with fires relentless. Every teardrop, heart blood and slowing sweat sheen sighed, struggling for air life giving and loving - as... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, April 28, 2016

Buzzed!

I have been researching with impartial care many articles about U.S. drone attacks far away, over there grieving for the lost innocents, especially the young children who die without a clue about life or why there is a deafening clatter, churning and cluster above (the sounds of unnatural theft of... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, April 25, 2016

To Mina, a writer friend, who lost her love and is trying

to say farewell to life... ~ Wonder ~ To Friend who wonders how I can be sensitive to the pain of others while fighting to remain here: empathy is not a selfless mirror for in responding through grief's haze by trying to give friendship, comfort, if nothing else my ear, I feel a connection to the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, April 18, 2016

Did a new-ie..opposite of an oldie, obviously, lol...yay for me?!

I'm a reading all of youse awesome bloggers, not feeling strong of late so words for comments are not marching well and cognizant from my mind as they usually do (at least I think they have done so, hah.) Hoping to recover from whatever this latest weakness is and resume full speed, soon.. A heart... Sign in to see full entry.

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