poems
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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…
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The dawn greeted our hermit Cool it was Wind swam through the thorny vines Dewey shrubs and tall tree shadow lines I dreamed of the absentee’s return The whisper of the path which led to me The window held my vision As my eyes drifted No explanations Sand crept into my shoes this morning On…
anita lorraine moore 