Even Ghosts Yearn

Natural light preferable to artificial – not the harshfullness of noonday sunbut softly filtered rays –luxurious…inviting Love too, should be subdued,gentle as a zephyr –not mythical, but yielding…mindfulnot worshipful nor boastfulbut comforting…warm I am waning lightthe mistral wind waftingno longer a force of naturebut smoke, spirallingvanishing into non-existence And yet, even as shadows spreadI yearn […]

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Teach Me

Teach me reverenceam losing groundchildren adultingmothering in a void Teach me acceptancedisability’s waters floodI’m in the marginsan afterthought I concede life changesrelease control – passionbegs an outlet; I am wornbut I am open. Teach me. (Image mine)

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Soul Stalker

Downy blankets of white settle softly, Nature gratefully submitting to slumber as the Earth bids a seasonal adieu. Inside, my body craving hibernation curls into layered bedding, draws shades against the snowy scene, wills respite. My soul, a cat, lulled by the miracle stretches wide paws, arches, ready to discover some mystic wilderness. She is […]

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