She is a black gypsy
her law is love
it is the fruit of her lips
and when she gives
she gives out of her belly
ancient waters – running(s)
of wisdom from purgatory
of lost soul- she loves to find
binding the ashes together
binding the smoke and flame
shadows of all shades
shadows of days – in lonely
shadows of nights – in longing
shadows of scratching and surviving
and when she gives the trees bow at her offerings
the sky breathe(s) – fresh winds in her direction
seedlings jump into germination
conjuring up the power of connection
the power of affection
the power – a simple touch
to heal lost souls like mine
~ Krissy Mosley
A Poet's Vision 
Krissy! I must linger here for a bit. So much beauty to take in… your words and gorgeous photo. ๐ Bravo!
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aw, Michele Lee you are so kind , thank you always you light exudes strength ๐๐
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You are welcome, Krissy. ๐ Thank you. ๐
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A blessed gesture of love, well shared.๐๐๐โ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธ
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thank you so much, many blessings to you ๐๐๐๐๐๐
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The great and true need for binding and conjuring — not just one or the other. A thank you.
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thank you so much Maren, blessings to – trying to find my back in the swing of things ๐๐
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Your melody meanders through the breath and essence of life, spawned by a maternal nurturing. Love this Krissy! ๐ฉ๐ฝ๐๐ค๐๐๐ฆ๐ธ๐ฝ
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aw, these words are so beautiful thank you so much for this blessing Kym ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
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Krissy, as always my amazing poet, you’re welcome! ๐๐ฅ๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ฅฐ๐บ๐คฉ Have the most FANtabulous day ever!
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Dear Krissy, welcome back to WP. I’m so pleased to see you again and hope you managed to have a restful and peaceful time during your short break. This poem is beautiful as your work always is. You are so talented as a poet. It’s difficult to choose my favourite part of this poem, so I think if I had to choose, it would be these words:
the sky breathe(s) โ fresh winds in her direction
seedlings jump into germination
conjuring up the power of connection
I can visualise the breeze blowing the seeds, them connecting to other plants to reproduce even more beauty for this world of ours. Just my interpretation. I think every individual will be able to choose different words from your poem and visualise them for themselves as they experience them. Beautiful as always, my friend xxx ๐๐๐ผ๐๐
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Hi, Krissy! I love these lines. ๐
conjuring up the power of connection
the power of affection
the power โ a simple touch
to heal lost souls like mine
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thank you so Adelheid , blessings to you ๐๐
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Always a pleasure, Krissy!
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A beautiful photo to accompany your beautiful poem. ๐
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Poet creates magic. Great poem.
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