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Life Will Be Good
Soft wind, take flight. Come, take my hand. Come roll me ‘round the sky this fine day, and we will watch the gulls spiral over sandy shores. And we will watch the footprints travel the beach in pairs. And we… Continue reading
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Human Unplugged
It’s never an even road. Life. To lose yourself in great chunks of confusion. To take to the floor, to scrape at the earth for answers. I am love, this I know. I am peace, this I know. But I… Continue reading
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Submissions
A few months ago I received a wonderfully exciting email letting me know that two of my poems are in the running for potential publication. A card company (based in America, I think) is holding them for a while, seeing… Continue reading
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Sun and Moon, Unconditionally
‘Sun?’ ‘Yes, Moon?’ ‘Why are the humans always so angry, do you think?’ ‘Because Moon, they haven’t realised that, like us, they have the ability to shine.’ ‘They do? So why don’t more of them shine, then? If they can,… Continue reading
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Sleepy Heart
Sleepy heart, whisper to me of laughter and love; comfort trickling down the mountain of mysterious life. Shall I bring the sunrise? Shall I wipe away these tears with the sweet knowing of tomorrows smile? Continue reading
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What Really Matters
What really matters is love. In the end, love is all that matters. The end. 🌿 (This is a beautiful, beautiful short film. Please watch it all the way through if you feel so inclined- and then send it to… Continue reading
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Frozen In Time
Winter in my eyes, the warm river of me slowly ceases to flow. Frozen in time, with only the memory of two hearts spinning into one sweet love. Continue reading
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We are One
open.spotify.com/track/6EPyl8kU0dPIgoLCIuh25F It’s important to me at this time (and, in fact, forever and always) to shine a hope for peace and equality for all. We are one. And though this song sings an Australian story, I sing it to the… Continue reading
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The Sun
She shines quietly for peace as the rain falls all around. She watches the storms rage and knows her role is still to be as she was born to be. The sun. Always the sun, no matter the dark clouds;… Continue reading
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Friends
Shining friends of mine. They are the sun, and I am the flower blooming in the golden fields of happily ever after. Continue reading
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