Raw Earth Ink
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Tag: Visions
Awaken, Dreamer
awaken, dreamer stretch and rise from your pillow there are stars held in the palm of your hand glitter in the corner of your eye glance and just miss the rustle of wings passing by flutter-by, flutter-by, flit, flirt, sip and fly on by… Continue Reading “Awaken, Dreamer”
Braided Threads
First, cold, blinded, aimless the cold of distant loneliness blinded by the mundane aimless wandering with no real reason insignificant of little worth or value Then, a blue light glimmers gleams in the distance stood transfixed watering eyes produce frozen tears hand lifted, reaching,… Continue Reading “Braided Threads”
Starstream
beneath a blanket of stars I dreamsqueeze full soul-yearn lift my eyes to the dome lips quivering, a whispered prayer heart-vision tugs pulls the words right from my throat I-love-you’s like wending ribbons greens and pinks in starstream weightless I rise, freedom-firstborn rain on… Continue Reading “Starstream”
Video: September 2020 Flying With Crows
One afternoon at the beach, I met with a murder (or mob… I think I prefer mob…) of crows. I flew amongst their midst and was accepted. *No audio, it was such a windy day all you could hear on the video was wind.… Continue Reading “Video: September 2020 Flying With Crows”
Havoc and Consequence
My veins have turned metallic There’s a coppery taste in my mouth I’m dizzy and I’m sure I’m gonna vomit Splinters in my hand Easily slips through my fingertips Picking at scabs Weeping pus from oozing eyelids The squeaking of the gurney’s wheels Echos… Continue Reading “Havoc and Consequence”
A Vision I Had
I see you on your knees, as if in prayer or supplication, you are nearly weeping and there appears to be a heavy burden weighing on your shoulders and hands now a cloud descends, covers and engulfs you and the mist from the cloud… Continue Reading “A Vision I Had”
The Cycle of Life part I
The first note of awareness wasn’t a quick sharp thing. It was a greying at the edges of deep black. A slow brightening. A stretching. And then you were. There had been violence to your creation. There was all around you essence of something… Continue Reading “The Cycle of Life part I”
A Black Door Opened
My sister and I were at my house, though I’ve never been there before, it was, to me, my home. Looking out the windows I could see a huge field that stretched far away, the trees on the horizon would only be an inch… Continue Reading “A Black Door Opened”
