I am the Graces
I am The Maiden
I am the Mother
Eternal
Ever fated.
Faded in motion
Move swiftly to get
To where the Crone knew to strive from the start
What others just debated
Satiated.
Quenched.
Sun kissed.
Drenched in the satisfaction of my spiritual kin.
Go with God
Where she exists…
Within.
About the Creator
Ly Anna
Creating into the void of my own indifference to "fit in."
Come play with me, Revolution loves company!
Crab Canon
Write a story whose first and last words are the same. Author's Note: What I thought about right away was the poetry format for a crab canon. It is known as a musical piece, but I have seen it in poetry. Rhyme or not. An attempt to write the same words but with a slightly different meaning. First written forward and then backward.
By Denise E Lindquist7 days ago in Poets
Babbling Dixie
The short form of tomorrow is never the whole story. Abbreviations mean nothing when we are born to die and we all are aren't we? Being spoken for before birth is something we're not supposed to remember like some kind of karma after effect. Still here we are spending our lives looking for each other.
By Canuck Scriber Lisa Lachapelle4 days ago in Fiction
Comments (1)
Came for the cover art, stayed for the gorgeous free verse. Thank you for writing this!