Tide Pull
The tide is pulling in a broad sweep of deep water, continents slipping toward a sea hungry for the mountain and all that lives on
May 30, 2014
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The tide is pulling in a broad sweep of deep water, continents slipping toward a sea hungry for the mountain and all that lives on
Who doesn’t like the story of heroes returned from war with golden plunder yet I’m living in the village left behind, damaged, barely able to
Womb of Earth What rests in darkness rises from the womb of earth, the seed of creation alive crown first, arms softly folded, determined to
Deeper we must go through the hard crust of all we remember, below the waves disturbed and roiling, where desire softens, breath steadies, who we
She speaks about what’s passing and the travail to come, the devouring force come full upon its tail while silent ones iron bound to gratitude
When I awoke the wind had come about with a bright moon shining, the sea racing south on the wind driven ebb. The fierce flow