Hope is the sound of my breath

“Hope” is the sound of my breath Spiralling from the roots of my spine to the crown on my head Coasting scale to scale Nest to tomb Kissing 33 strings Promising life Showing love Feeding lust Soothing loss Royal and noble lifeboat Sailing calm and storms Whispering, guiding Stopping at nothing, not even doubt Fighting […]

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Finding Myself

Confused and restless I wake From a cloudy dream Pieced with words and stories Sweating, twitching I pierce Soothing the racing heart Relieved Heart in hand I type Losing a child Fear streams For this child in the dream Straining the tub of tears The answers tease   No! It cannot be! I, the child? […]

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