Monarca Rising

Category: time

  • Keys

    They were lost Or rather Sometimes the Norns hide things In the present To reveal the past Which determines the future That day set us back to a place Where the jagged edges Carved sharply into our hearts There is no linear path To pain It spirals, each curve Touching new points On the same…

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  • Monarca

    Monarca by Carmen H Gray Soft, soft I hear Buzzing silence Proboscis unfurls Tiny insect feet Stepping gently On the pads of my fingers She is changed And I am pleased To witness her

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  • One of These Days

    by Carmen H Gray One of these days I’ll get it right I’ll learn to lean into the lightness of the wind And I’ll borrow a song from the sea I’ll set all sadness aside and I’ll mend The hollowed out grief inside of me One of these days I’ll not care one bit I’ll…

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  • Conversations with My Father

    by Carmen H Gray How do you have a conversation with your father when he isn’t quite himself? I’ve been learning to navigate this recently. Tonight I called him to check in on the state of things. He informed me that his sitter had been ensuring that he eats and drinks. He also gave high…

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  • The Invincible Summer Within

    In the midst of chaos, I found there was, within me, an invincible calm.I realized, through it all, that…In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer.And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger –…

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  • Half Moon

    Half Moon by Carmen H Gray Today, as I leaned down into the ground Connecting to the floor with the right hand and foot While lifting the other half of myself skyward Gravity pulled drops of sweat down To puddle together near my right fingertips I was invited to remember How two opposing energies Generate…

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  • Today

    Arms and legs suspended like drapery Today I imagined my heart split open and a bouquet of flowers Burst forth While I lingered in the tender vines I surrendered to time And all of the entanglements it demands Leaves fall when they are ready To give the ground a soft landing For a well worn…

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  • What Lies Inside

    What Lies Inside by Carmen H Gray What stirs her Only the burs that stick inside the lace lined white socks Oh the flutterings of the old, burned burrows Drawn in the straw colored grass, they come out Reeling from thorns that are still sharp Yet certain steps retrace forgotten paths Altering the trajectory of…

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  • The Ancients

    by Carmen H Gray Time passes it is a path of fallen petals strewn across soundlessly, like dew drops upon fresh blades of grass they are just as temporal each petal holds a moment whereby a day was lived, gladly or sadly depending on the circumstances they disintegrate softly curling inward becoming part of the…

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  • The Healing House

    “Before you can hear, much less follow, the voice of your soul, you have to win back your body. You have to go on a pilgrimage beneath the skin.” ―Meggan Watterson, Reveal The Healing House by Carmen H Gray one day they may come back to you have your prepared yourself anew? have you gone…

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