POET BIO: Claire is a very colorful person. To her living life in “full color” represents emotional richness, diversity, and authenticity. She may seem aloof but only because she gets lost inside the vibrancy of life all around her. Her mind moves like watercolor turning ordinary moments into art. She doesn’t just see color she…
Summer was born on the hottest day of the year in a field of weeds in the middle of a family reunion. She is like a weed in so many ways. She embodies growth, freedom, and colorful rebellion. She doesn’t wait for permission to belong she just grows into the spaces she wants to be…
POET BIO: Meet Camilla. She is deeply respectful of her heritage. She is the keeper of her roots and a collector of memories. She gathered the stories of strength from the generations before her and carries them each as a whisper in her heart. This respect for her culture is the grounding force that shapes…
POET BIO: Wilma was born in a garden under the soft amber light of the Harvest Moon. She believes everything we feel can be seen in the Earth’s rhythms. The rain reflects our tears, thunder echoes our rage, flowers bloom with our joy, and still water mirrors our peace. She is steady, nurturing, and quietly…
The bleary comes To meet the weepy Before sitting down Next to sleepy So I try to find A place to rest Where peace And calm exist But all to often Moody comes With sad To steal Whatever’s left
There are a few things I’ve learned in my 54 years of life. I feel like I should have learned more but I got a few truths I live by. 1- If someone doesn’t love you or like you don’t spend energy trying to change that. The only exception is if there was once love…
Identity changes Melts and freezes Speeds up Then slows Like breath Fogging windows Like rain Catching fire Like milk Becoming bitter Like smiles Stuck like Velcro A robot lost Programming Deleted Identity changes Until I find me Yet again
Lost inside empty aisles Fairy tales disguised As hopes and dreams Full sentences ended Punctuation’s hanging I feel like spring Like the smell of rain I feel like autumn Like promises of snow I feel like I’m waiting Inside the anticipation Inside the creating I’m the word In between thoughts I’m the journey Waiting to…
I’ve followed myself Down the quiet hallways Snuck up behind myself When shrouded in night And it’s unsettling That perspective The apart and away That strips off The emotional brain That undresses The remembering And peels off All the experiencing Because what’s left Is just a shadow Sneaking down Quiet hallways In the middle of…
I’m happier Now at 54 In my own skin I really am Big huge smile I tell the world My boyfriend My daughter I am heavy But loved And yet I see her perfect Everything Influencing us All the men And the women too Wanting her To BE her And I open Amazon And the…
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