Midnight Air,
the orange blackness;
rode upon a white horse.
Laughing tears.
Speaking in unknown tongues.
The wind grew angrily.
Peacefully,
moving brick and gravel.
She gave out colds to the little ones without heart.
She sat on the skin old men.
A dream on fire;
don’t think that my dreams have burned down.
I was not selected.
I’ll try a little harder.
Hoard all disappointment to the left.
Retrieve my soul
Teach my Soul to Dream
Poet Krissy Mosley
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I am Eva -former refugee, doctor and a writer. My parents were Holocaust survivors, I escaped communism. I wrote a novel, mixing family stories and fiction. A novel about Holocaust, communism, racism and emigration. What makes people leave, and what happens to the ones who do, and to the ones who stay. I believe these old stories are more important now than ever before.
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thin…skin old men is great in contrast with moving brick and gravel. really love your word choices.
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Thank you angieinspired
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Although I am inspired (:D) you can call me just Angie.
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Nice to meet you Angie love your work as well
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thanks. should I call you Mother Bethel? that seems awkward…
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Lol Krissy I’m just blogging for my church
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That’s awesome! Nice to “know you” through your work, Krissy.
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