poetry
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Tick…. tock….. tock of the clock, the bells, chiming along inside my urgency, latency, where I dwell, there are old wounds now to dispel…
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We are more than just mountains and cloudswe are destined for loftier thingswe are the star children of our ancestors’ dreamsMy ancestors’ progeny led to me and I release the cords of oppressionand embrace the web of collective liberationA rocking boat in a tidal wave of ideasrealizations and undeniable truthsWe find ourselves knocking on Poseiden’s…
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I awoke always first, sustenance to the little loved one next a quiet moment stillness She purrs in contentment coffee glides down like liquid love Thanks be to time which gifted these moments Findings and workings of history gave us right now Grateful Breathing Morning sentiments
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Wrote a poem list night from a bad dream, inspired by the tower card. It’s kind of a magical, dark fairytale about trauma responses, in our most vulnerable relationships. They’ll say she’s crazy,For predicting the truthThat they all, deep down insideHave the power to drop the other shoe A whispers trace awayOnly unknowns save the…
anita lorraine moore 