Today is the day I will be taking some time away
to reflect,
to pray,
to live.
to smile,
to be well,
be back soon…..
Today is the day I will be taking some time away
to reflect,
to pray,
to live.
to smile,
to be well,
be back soon…..
it will take everything
to watch my soul drift
like a fountain –
setting sail for the first time….
Poet Krissy Mosely
I’m right where I’m supposed to be and this is what freedom feels like
Guide our steps
that we may learn
how to love
and love deeply ~
Poet Krissy Mosley
We are kind,
gentle -natured people,
unfettered souls
trying to piece together
a living,
trying to piece together faith
trying to hold back- afraid
like old cotton sheets
wa-a-y down in the wash
smelling up the days
of wa-a-y back when
We made mud pies
We made sunshine
We glued our problems together
We loved real -hard
We fought real-hard
We prayed real-hard
We dreamed real- hard
We cried-real -hard
for real change to come….
Poet Krissy Mosley
Put your
arms around me
we need it
more
than
ever
not a moment of silence
not a whispering plea
let the world fall to its’ knees
let this prayer hold weight
with arms and legs
that change petty things
such as gun laws,
that hold ruthless evils
and keep- senseless death
from happening
Dear love,
keep our children
that they may have
a better chance
to run and roam free
Put your
arms around me
we need it
more
than
ever
now….
our prayers are for Uvalde ,for our school children and all those effected …. Poet Krissy Mosley
I almost didn’t write today. I almost allowed my distractions to get the best of me. I almost felt like giving up was the answer. However giving up is never the answer. So I came back to the page. I came back to the place of hope. I came back to try again. I came back to say, I’m still here. I’m still writing. I’m still trying.
In the words of Toni Morrison “Freeing yourself was one thing claiming ownership of the freed self was another.” If nothing else I claim myself worthy of being free. I claim myself worthy to come again and again to the page.
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