when one is grounded
energy flows from your roots
through your fingertips
the oceans were formed
from wiping Mother Earth’s tears
over abused lands
it illuminates
everything that fire destroys
within crackling flames
each season whispers
unique prayers in it’s breezes
scented with incense
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Majique MiMi
You can call me MiMi. I’m a Brain Aneurysm & Stroke Survivor & Former English Professor. I write to stay sane, and to keep gratitude in my Spirit & Praises in my mouth.
Check out my series starting with Hood Ornaments
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Political Thirty-Three
Inevitable? A woman named Good is lost. Unforgivable. * Note: I don't think that I have to explain this one to anyone noting recent news, but I have included a video link below for future generations who can still feel empathy and compassion for someone who got caught up in history. And I was just too angry to say more with this piece.
By Kendall Defoe 6 days ago in Poets
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I really wonder about your use of the apostrophe.
This was so wonderful and lovely!
Fantastic 💕💖😊
Lovely use of imagery in this, nicely done :)
Very nicely done.