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Paige Feb 2019
The sun will rise again
The gnarled branches will bloom
The forest will yawn
And sleepy sighs will follow
The frost will melt
And the soil will give birth
To a new world
Dawn is coming
The creatures sing with her arrival
Gone will be the ice
That separated us from her warmth
Shadows will dissipate
And the wild will grow anew
Our bodies will thrive
My body is her garden
Soothed by her presence
Awakened by her opening eyes
I am a part of her
One with the earth and the creatures roaming
This is our rebirth
Our celebration
Together we welcome the morning
We feast through the glorious day
And by fire light we pray for the harvest
Welcome, mother
We have been waiting
- Jan 2019
Since the rotation of sun and moon

The friction between diversity
Has resurfaced
Rubbing harder than the depletion
Of CO3
How these little specks drown monochrome
And grasp the shades that appease
Their glistening eyes
These drooping dandelions fly in the baby white
Mist drifting away from roses they take as shrubs
Sara Kellie Dec 2018
One. Death
Spending a lifetime
before the big reveal.
Though constantly decaying
we still cannot (skin) peel.
Held captive in our own flesh tomb
we wait for a sign saying
'Mortuary Room'

Two. Birth
You've served your time,
you're free to go.
Oh yeah it's your (death) day,
that's just so you know.
But didn't I die
or was that just a lie?
Next you'll tell me I'm conscious
and that I can fly.

Three. Life
You're free.
Go fly!

Poetry by Kaydee
Death is the beginning.
Flesh is a tomb.
Now spread your wings and fly!
JRF Nov 2018
Take shade in her oasis, hide in her beauty.
Take shelter in the eyes of the ones you trust.
As the sun slips below the horizon, her touch will make you dream.
No longer in darkness, her smile, her melodic theme.

The Mirage, a lie of light, will no longer be true.
Now it's just me, alone, thinking of you.
erin Oct 2018
They took her hand,
picked the flowers from her deep blue hair,
and trampled her to dust.
i wrote this for someone who i want to help but don't know how.
Julia Oct 2018
i want to grow like flowers towards the sun
paint me in the image of a
(daisy/water-lily/hyacinth/poppy)
so I may always bask in light,
kissed by sacred bees
I might be vain but I long to be beautiful and without a care in the world.

the sun-warmed dirt would be a lovely place to plant my tired feet
and rest for a spell, nothing more and nothing less,
to be a blessed child of gaia,
protected by demeter
Sara Kellie Sep 2018
I've repainted the wall
and dusted the shelf
as very soon I will become
myself.

I've given back the cow
and I've returned the lamb
in preparation for becoming
who I am.

I've made an alliance with
the fleeing refugee
hoping I find peace as I
turn into me.

So im putting many ghosts to bed
before leaving this body,
escaping this head.

Kaydee.
Ignorance is ******, meat is ******,
this ******* life is ******.
Harry Roberts Sep 2018
Pouring Wine & Eating Cheese,
Divine Like Heaven If You Please,
Sitting In A Circle Round,
Platinum Moonlight Does Surround.

Singing Chants & Burning Herbs,
Thanks For The Safety Of Our Herds,
Thanks For The Wind With Rain & Sun,
Thanks For The Harvest & Swelling Tums.

Respect For The Cycle That Circles Each Year,
Thanks To The Mother For Curing Our Fear,
Thanks For The Sight So We May See Clear,
Thanks For The Fates Who Give Us A Steer.  

Respect For The Magic That Makes The World Spin,
Magic Across Ages Has Been A Whirlwind,
Magic Begins Where Magic Will End,
Magic Is Endless So We Won't Pretend.
Harry Roberts - Magic © 17/09/18
Harry Roberts Sep 2018
An Old Soul Afflicted With Youth.
It's Death That Resembles Birth.
This Wisdoms Born To Pass.
Created Anew From The Earth.

I Need To Purge Pain & The Echoes Of Time,
Live For The Moment & Embrace The Divine,
Create You Own Picture Don't Adhere To Design,
Be Your Whole Truth Take A Taste It's Sublime.  

Nothing Is Written The Future Is Fluid.
The Past Is A Lesson It's Your Choice To Learn.
The Present Isn't The Past You Need To Discern.
If You Fall Then Get Up It's Not Your Place To Burn.

Hell Is A ***** But Karma Is Fairer,
Hell Is A Place That Is Leaking With Terror,
Heavenly Mother Make Mankind Its Sorrow,
Take Us From Here Make A Better Tomorrow.

Hell Should Extinguish The Hate That It Holds.
Obliterate Energy Back To The Moulds.
Reworked & Rewired To Cycle Again.
Returned To A Blank Before We Begin.

Energy Imprisoned Is Imbalance To Gaia.
Who Created Hell When In Her Stomach Is Fire.
Interconnected We're One In The Air We Respire.
To Her We Should Return We Could Burn Or Rise Higher.
Harry Roberts - Gaia © 05/09/18
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