Trees

My back is strong like a piece of bark it has its edges but it is stable, it stands tall– it is stillness and silence and me.   These elements of control have never been my friend.   Illusive fears of loosing a self that I had forged by lack of force the word loss–Continue reading “Trees”

Flowers

These flowers are growing again in my head and like a vine they neither swoop nor swing– they cling to each side of my brain, try to determine what type of learner I am but either way, thoughts can’t be pushed out of the way so I’ll plan out another day to pluck and prune.Continue reading “Flowers”

Quiet

I want to revel in my introversion forever, I want my quiet nature and simple heart beat to spread itself in the wind, tracing my toes and sweeping my hair back and forth.   I need not be ashamed that my peoples’ place in history is rarely one of the well known, public speaker– ironically weContinue reading “Quiet”

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