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A Realm of Sacred Joy

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  • Change Urges

    Gardens Require Action Haikus 1. I will stand my ground I am a poet and serve words Pen and ink power 2. True gardens growing Involve activations of Our Hearts and Our Souls 3. Freedom means this wild Fury at times, further work  Joys that gather us 4. Together prepared Helping disheartened humans Fleas against Read more

  • Shifting Sidewalks

    An October Cherita She watches her steps, flagstones worn and layered by generations of shoes like hers. Behind the houses, where neighbors share gardens and stone-built burners, and kids burn their buttons on old metal slides — there is something — it feels safe, but shadows stretch long—too quiet if she stays too long. Her Read more

  • Surprise, Honey

    SEPTEMBER FREEFORM Leaving safe stillness,  sleep swayed silence,she stirs in her blankets, gathers fresh flowers,soft sunlight spilling,but shadows slink closer,unspoken sequential words linger,fingers curling, fear flickers.   Once, warmth woven,wonderful whispers,waltzing in the garden,where laughter lingers,but now,the air thickens,a tempest brews,an echo of anger, knife held in querythe storm breaching the calm.   Cautious cadence,careful Read more

  • Harsh Wind

    FREEFORM FOR SEPTEMBER In the tinsel of my twilight,  I hear their laughter—echoes of yesterday,  Little feet that once danced in my shadow, until I turned,  Now stride boldly, their own paths to pave.  “Mama,” they say, eyes bright with the sun,  “We’re grown now, we’ve got this—  Your wisdom, though cherished,  Is a breeze Read more