Month: October 2019

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Autumn People and Halloween in the Country

~ She walks upon ground, ancient loam with secret life buried, returning unto her. Her thought lullaby moves and dances to form; What she cannot speak. The forest will hold this sacred alliance until flame fire untie. An eve as sweet as clove, bathed in moon and silent wind- She will go before me, through the dark forest, with the guardians of night… ~ … Read More Autumn People and Halloween in the Country

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Dreams From The Wood Porch

A stirring of rust colored leaves rise ethereal with clay dust, as the girl child dances under the hazy sun of the afternoon heat. Not yet an Angel gold dipped in sin and prayer; her tinkling laughter is matched by the cicada drone that beats with hypnotic fervor. He rocks back and forth, ceremoniously on the old porch, with solemn and careful watching. The … Read More Dreams From The Wood Porch

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Do we keep some of the sweetest things hidden in a dark place, for fear of losing the rich memory of intimacy; or are we just afraid…

The moments I speak of now are carved deep within the child I once was. The breath of my soul, fearless in the path of the great mystery, I stood proud, in the place of my time; in the place of my knowing. I am Lucinda Mae. I was born and raised in Dusty Spirit Springs; an old mining town encroached upon the forest … Read More Do we keep some of the sweetest things hidden in a dark place, for fear of losing the rich memory of intimacy; or are we just afraid…

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