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Enough

black and white close up eyes face

Alone in the darkness
Drawn into gloom
In the quiet of night
She whispers “me too”

Only existing
An extension of him
Wanting her freedom
She curses his whim

Years of abuse, a
life mapped by bruises
Ignoring her struggle
He just makes excuses

Invisible scars
They mark her history
And trigger the slap,
his hand from her knee

And yet he says, ‘She’s
a little bit crazy’
Or is it she’s finally
had enough, maybe?

Stories of sisters
Encourage her too
In the bright of day
She now shouts “Me Too”

No longer irrelevant
She finds her power
Blooming through thick mud
A lotus flower

A wave of voices
together as one
Rippling outward
Echoing the sun

One voice, then another
Many women vow,
supporting each other
Is he listening now?

And still he says, ‘She’s
a little bit crazy’
Or is it she’s finally
had enough, maybe?

He’s listening now
Does he really hear?
Will he ever understand
What it’s like being her?

And when he says, ‘She’s
a little bit crazy’
Will he finally know
She’s had enough, maybe?

And when he says, ‘She’s
a little bit crazy’
Will he finally know
She’s had enough, maybe?

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Courage

photo of spiral staircase

She sits
her back to the staircase
Counting
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7…

Willing the darkness
‘Go Away’
Counting
1, 2, 3, 4, 5…

Anxious knots churn
Tension builds
Counting
1, 2, 3…

She stands
A tentative step
Into darkness
She descends

She shines her light to find
‘there is only fear here’

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The Artist

painting brush on palette

Paradox of creation

Frenetic action
A desperate striving, urging
Do more

Quiet allowing
Moment by moment, guiding
Be more

Conflicted.

As the moon
draws the ocean tides,
fall trees paint the hills
a palette of amber, mustard,
and auburn,
and a collage of spring blooms
glisten in the morning dew,

Relax in a gentle knowing
Like water lilies on a grand canvas
Brush stroke by brush stroke
A masterpiece is unfolding.

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Awareness

 

water dew photogrpahy

 

moments, cherished few

whispering to be noticed

ever-present time

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Release – a Haiku

alone animal bird clouds

 

Clouds release pressure

Intent to nourish and cleanse

A downpour of tears

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Lightness

sparks of firecracker

Sparklers shimmer
in the night

The sizzle and crack
mesmerize all
Aliveness dances
in dynamic starbursts

Her face glows
iridescent against
the dark backdrop
Angelic

The fire burns toward
its inevitable end
A pause,
another is lit

Sparklers shimmer
in the night

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Be Spirited

pexels-photo-1148998.jpeg

Little spirit, what can we do today?
     She giggles, thank-you for asking

Remember the peace before awareness
     Play and laugh!

Enjoy the light of day
    Embrace bright colours

Be joyful and exuberant
    Wiggle and shake!

Discover new experiences
    Savour tastes, scents, and textures

Love and honour others
Please stay awake!

Remember I am here when you get busy
      I will give you strength

Pause and breathe deeply at least once each day
    She giggles, thank-you for asking