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Coming Into Yourself

Something in the way The world around me has shifted There is a reckoning in my mind A calculation of time passed and time yet to come It’s flying by, swirling all around me I am the summation of my experiences I am the projection of my energies Looking out the window of my conscience I know that every moment coming counts Waste not, … Read More Coming Into Yourself

Happy Birthday Barney…

Remembering you today.. We all miss you…

After the storm

The winds are violent Shifting the desert sand Transforming the landscape Erasing the footprints and pathways A totally new landscape appears after the storm The valleys and hills have shifted What once was low is high The hills brought low by force Direction is now impossible to discern Only the sun can reveal Like a hurricane which has removed the landscape Leaving souls homeless … Read More After the storm

Endurnace Pushes

Endurance pushes Like a willful child Through the wanting and the wailing Through the “Nos” and the “Maybe’s” Past the tears and the “Why’s” Through the silence and the suffering, The sobs and the hiccupping ____________________________________ Time passes, days and weeks and months and years The wanting stays but mostly sleeps like an adolescent with a fever Still sometimes rousing, but groggy and quiet … Read More Endurnace Pushes

Wild Thing

You were born with a fire in your spirit Like a wild fire that needed to be tamed You cannot explain it, you cannot contain it So you run like the wind Wherever you feel it you go The excitement of the chase fills the void But it never satisfies your longing Your world has crashed down around you And you have been building … Read More Wild Thing

+ Sarah Folger  Vortex Woman  mixed media - My Solar Plexus

My Solar Plexus

The vortex That hole in the middle of my chest Is it fire, is it water Whirling fluid or air A whirlpool, a whirlwind It feels like a waterfall Like broken glass Shattered and falling into me My heart is too extended Filled with thoughts of all my children My grandchildren My father, my mother, My brothers, their families And the pain is just … Read More My Solar Plexus

She was lost

I was sitting right there as she hurried by She was looking for her mother A grown woman now With a worried look on her face She had the weight of the world upon her shoulders She wanted to show her mother All the things that she had done But most of all she wanted time “Look Mom” she wanted to say “Have I … Read More She was lost

Wake up Your Soul

So often we only glimpse at our dreams Like a vapor they dissipate Giving way to the mundane tasks And even things we love Like chasing after a rabbit in the woods We trip on fallen logs and roots hidden under leaves Our hearts race after the prize But a bell is ringing It’s time to go home A place where others thoughts are … Read More Wake up Your Soul

+ sarah hale folger art matters - Harness The Heart Break

Harness The Heart Break

For all the times I felt the pain To love is a mysterious thing Love comes in so many forms As a child your want of love It blinds you to anything else Do you see me, do you hear me That’s the stumbling in the dark From child to teen, to adult As we age, as we develop We grow to understand the … Read More Harness The Heart Break

Let it fall

We dodge and weave Through the torrent of the storm Running from fear Buzy so as not to disappear But if we take a moment If we slow down our pace We will become greater than our instincts We will guide our minds We will understand The only way out is through We are in this together The losses, the heartbreaks We watch as … Read More Let it fall

Goodbye Mom

She was orphaned at five when her mother died Her dad still lived but he was out of the picture He was a train engineer, always away Maybe that’s why the sound of a train gives me a rush She lived in houses with other people Not ever a home to her Except for the Goodson’s who took her in For a while she … Read More Goodbye Mom

Climb A Tree

When I was just a kid I would climb the pine tree in the front yard There was a place Where three branches came together Two and a half stories high I would slide my body Into the branches embrace And sway with the wind Rocking me to calm Like a grandmother So non-judgemental Always there taking a beating As winters came and went … Read More Climb A Tree

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