Rune

from TheFeatheredSleep

TheFeatheredSleep

They ran through markets

elms strung with sari’s

bedecked with jewels and

girls kenning their heads

babes at their breast

growing crowns of red and indigo

she pressed into my palm

the spell of her rune

smelling of Finnish water stone

rubbed over and over beneath time

leaves still containing their flung pigment

where slippered feet ran and picked them

casting their glass throng to glory

she has the shiny hair of a child and

cheeks full for her pressed size

she who is gone and now returned

talking in other languages with Irish accent

she who manifests and disappears and is reborn

doesn’t look large enough to give birth

or sing at the top of a road the song of her

we were

separated by water and fear and longing

broken in sea, put back together by current

I was always swimming in her direction and the

light tread…

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No One Should Go It Alone

from Tony Burgess

The Tony Burgess Blog

Life is too long to go it alone. Lots of people desire acceptance, inclusion and to be a part of something special. They should have the freedom to be themselves too. Be good to one another.

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