Born of love and need to protect Mergered souls are flawed but perfect Safety in the darkest of nights Family is where hearts unite. Mainstreams have eddies of reject Dysfunction that we can’t accept Ridicule sears, heat that bites, (but) Family is where hearts unite! Born from genes or proxy project Sustained affection and respect…
Category: OctPoWriMo2019
OctPoWriMo2019 Day 16 — Fading Out
ticking on ticking out out as gone out of reach reach before reach now now is all now wants you you are here you must act act towards act with love love is all love to draw draw it in draw while time time goes time takes takes past takes future future ahead future…
OctPoWriMo2019 Day 15 — Mother May I (tell them I’m a baby rhesus monkey)?
Mother may I tell them what they did? Mother may I tell them that you knew? Mother may I say I was for sale? Mother may I say you tagged me? * Mother may I tell how many times you slapped my face? Mother may I tell how many times you ripped my hair out?…
OctPoWriMo2019 Day 14 — Mother Earth
Patient kin Stand tall until We see we are them And they are us. Gaia Spirals finite, infinite loops Recycled bits, when planted at Death, their roots take for life Even our ashes give new life Mother trees watch their Children, patient kin Love stands tall Until we dare To see. Morgan Dragonwillow (with today’s…
OctPoWriMo2019 Day 12 — black — Prince Whom Darkness Prints
Prince Whom Darkness Prints Globe that twists and swirls the depths of globe Needle thrusts at heaven – dark’s needle. Wheedle built from Hell’s dev’lish wheedle Trove of darkness cached as treasure trove Wasted hungry fish, starved, thin-waisted Needs to consume light of life; black needs Freed shadow bites eats bleeds, evil freed Tastes…
OctPoWriMo2019 Day 11 — silence
silence lonely forgotten piercing rejecting echoing accusing mocking spacious potent soothing accepting opening special peaceful quiet Morgan Dragonwillow is the host of OctPoWriMo. Morgan says: What is silence for you? Is it ever silent where you live? Is it a comfortable silence or is the silence screaming? Have you been silenced? Answer some of…
OctPoWriMo2019 — Day 10 — WARM
WARM cozy comforter snuggled in for rest no chilled air touches me except for my brave moon face “winter’s icy sorrows melting” I went out to find a graphic for my poem and came across the following concept. Poetry always leads to serendipitous, delightful finds. Patrick Allen at Life Hacker says: Hygge, which…
