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Children awaken me in the early light;
'Winter is coming' they shout in unison
'The leaves have danced off the limbs and the the trees are going to sleep, Mama.' says one.
'Winter is coming' claps two and three as they parade around on my bed
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Bow down;
Lord, Divine Mother, Beloved, Friend;
Not as an overly adorned peacock, but as a simply clothed servant.
Bow down to kiss the blessed lotus feet
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Children snuggle deep into your arms, giggle, 'I love you.'
Lovers squeeze the tightest as they drift off to sleep, mumble, 'you feel so good.'
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Living in a chrysalis of sadness
Cocooning myself in pain
Living in the shadows of my darkness
Screaming
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My freedom is subjugated to your stagnate walls.
My mind has zero structures; inside I fall.
You fiend, you ogre, my master, my nave.
My life is given unwillingly and ordered to behave.
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The wild women in the woods
Incense wafting in the air; sage
Cannabis and coughs
Drumming and whooping
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Women dressed in black cloth, leather, and feathers
One with a sword of silver
One with a bow and arrows of brass and wood; the warriors
One with one covered in Iridescent black shimmering in green feathers and a beak; the Raven Goddess
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I linger too long in the silence
I softly tread upon gossamer truths
I tip toe on fragile lies
I lie waiting in whispers
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Broken and bashed; body slammed against the rocks
Flesh tears like wet tissue paper
Water tinged pink
Waves keep rolling ferociously in
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Just to be in a cabin in the woods during a rain storm curled up on the front porch with a blanket and someone I love and just be
Just be in love
Just be still in the moment
Just be silent in the world of noise
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Oreo cookies and apple tarts
Childhood is over and is crushes my heart
Gone are the days of butter and toast
Here are the days I hate the most
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The Best Poem Of Shala Drake
Autumn Dance
Autumn.
Fall.
Leaves drop. Cranberry, gold, chocolate, and rust.
Twitter and giggle as the wind blows them about.
Black birds glide through the air with a graceful ebb and flow.
Breathing in and out.
Confused, perhaps, on which way to fly.
The weather, sweet Mother, taunting us with warm days and cold nights.
Swift breezes.
Sweet hot cocoa kisses.
Gleam in the eye's of babes, tossing leaves up and out of their grasp. Only to watch them glide back down to the starting position.
Hot teas, warm soups, crusty breads, melted butter.
Shawls wrapped around chilly shoulders.
Warm arms nestling you into love.
Snuggling under blankets.
This is the season to Fall.
Fall into dreams, kisses, love, and joy.
Hibernation begins.
The season of hearty living, warm embraces and joyful awareness in ones own self.
Welcome Autumn.
Welcome to the Fall of life.
A time when maturity has reached it's peak and spirals back down to rest before beginning again.
The Spiral dance has begun.
We decline, to ascend.
We bow down, to rise again.
We ebb and flow to the rhythm of life.
Inhale and exhale.
We all dance to this beat.
We dance with quiet feet.
Welcome, Welcome, I welcome you with warmth and gratefulness.
Come, and begin the dance with us.
We have been waiting.
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5/7/2024 8:25:26 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Shala, I'd like to reprint your poem 'winter is coming' in my publication, Green Living Journal. Sorry, I can't offer to pay, but I would be glad to give you a free ad, if that's of any use.