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Roots of a life~*Writer *Intuitive *Peace Weaver. Poems on Insight Timer. LOVE is the answer. Grateful to share this beautiful space. All writings are mine

my brother had this friend who lived in the closet and under the bed he was teased wake up boy my father said you’re chasing phantasms inside your head they spoke in code then when he was grown this friend was gone something darker moved right in #phantasm #vss365 #poetry

a tattered stuffed teddy bear

My Martha’s not here anymore, passed last Tuesday. 52 years married and I’m hurt. This may be my last post. It’s a full moon tonight, and I’m alone. I could put the cuffs on to hold the #wolf, frail as he is now, but she’s not here to take them off, so I don’t know where I’ll be tomorrow. #vss365

#vss365 Today in school, we learned a story that’s called the boy who cried #wolf. It’s about a boy who takes care of sheep and lies so much that people don’t believe him anymore. And in the end his sheep get eaten by a wolf. Because of his lying and nobody believing him. It was kind of sad. 

The little girl at a table writing.

I learned early on not all are who they appear to be they hide in the woods my eyes piercing I searched for the truth my heart breaking but I learned to stand on my own I now can spot a wolf a mile away and I too know how to play their game #vss365

Night slept hard, without desert hands, bare backs standing in #ravenous light.
 Leaves healed waxing earth back to green, resisting the tease of spring. The whole world roared, yet nothing moved. It had been loud ever since wolves sank, shields landed, and the rising stopped. #vss365