

My Story Took Me Here
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Brushes and paint flowed
Intensity tears appeared
Inside I filched
A corner smiled
Surfaces arose
My Inner guile
With inner feud to find an easel for my voice
Hidden inside stifled choice
Attached movement strokes
With vigorous concert notes
An anthem tempest allowed my colour
From inner scars my soul spilt
To find marked edges
Many facets dancing
This is me
This is my life to be ...this canvas
Deep within my inner soul
Emerged a light ; a life for glancing

Unfold Your Colour​
Strike a light; to future
…Echoes hear the past
Transformation instils exposure
Mind heart strength ...side nets cast
It will happen ….Come back to reach you ...this fact, will remain
Turning into wind; even if you harbour
….wind will whistle ...find your cracks, integrate your brain
Driven is a heart dreaming
whatever’s yours; be brave grow from pain
Step off the precipice fall floating
Hold on, don't hold your breath and gain
Live truth …in thine own self comes truth
Breathe deep connect to feelings
Even if your inner core feels raw from youth
Unravelling your wrapping is healing
Open flower unwrap ...inner self is best
Hide not...your movement to be anchored
Strain will come to rest
Fill vessel; overflow decanter
Life is full of fear
Many layers and heavy shelves collapse our gowns
But out of crisis flowers bloom from dust and tears
Future light is found
Awake, rise gold crescent moon
Life will not be rushed
Life's dreams happen given time
...unfold your colour ...you must

To Soldier My Cry​
I'm here
All ears
Fallen
...floods of tears
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I'm here for space
I came to breathe
I came to stroke my spirit
I came to quench my seed
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I soldier ...found a swamp to sky
Reclaiming mountains found
Experience
I start to step
decluttering my head for soldier sounds
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Tell me what to write sky
Clear my eyes from blink
Tell me what is truth sky
Tell me what to think
Balance blue with pink sky
Shouldn't it feel cool
Help my mind sift sand sky
Punctured from heart burnt fuel
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Insert a power drift jet stream
Probing hard my plight
Leaving troubled retinas
Sculling floaters fight
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With menacing outbursts
Ripping my head to tear
Looking right and leftwards
Pumping anger bouncing rain from layers
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Stood inside this circle
Surrounding hilly sky
Mountains dark from rain clouds
Spirit energy fly’s
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Tell me what to do sky
Tell me what to think
Tell me where to climb sky
Help me out from ink
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In these monster mountains
Hills and crags and lairs
Stones on pathways choking
Voices YELL reform, remark, repair
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Saturated reservoirs
Blackened mind holds darkened fear
Pulling hard at my soldier arms
Where am I, I am here
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Why did my home go
Fear! I ran away
Scared in torn skin tattered
I left from crazy rage
Tell me what to seek sky
Consent safe a place to stay
Owning lifelong letters
Stories struggle
unfolding lies unfolding days
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Ownership, recovery
Unspoken, not asked for, hidden words
Found deep enormous caverns
Tomorrows non excepting verbs
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Tell me what to do sky
Stood on soddened earth
Help me I beg to know sky
I soldier, soldiering re- birth

Rocking Still
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I’m a Russian Doll falling over standing up Rocking Still
I’m a Bella woman waiting for my moment moving on
I’m a mother giver a warm encompassing heart
I’m a people person a working life, no fear set to restart.
I’m a beauty giver a poet feeder alive
....a bright flame high on a tower, an upward path a flower
I stand on a crevasse a jagged edge
I thrive on a mountain a survival species wrapped in coloured fountains
I’m a rock face a painter who sculptures words
I paint with flow emotional colours
I have a strength, a double wind from birth.