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Day25 #WritingMyselfWhole: #PrayersForUvlade Texas,

Writer of Poet’s Vision

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

Day24 #WritingMyselfWhole: If Nothing Else I’m Still Here

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.

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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.

Day18 #WritingMyselfWhole: Gospel of Rain Part 2

when rain speaks she has no shallow dexterity
she holds the bosom of skies in peaceful mothering’s
broken drops of purpose, going back before the days of moses,

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she smells familiar, like the beginning,
a leaping exodus, barring wide -stirrings

billows, openings and moaning’s to songs of mercy
ditty-breaks, of breathing rain,
heaving -heavy her chorus, of holy wonder,
dimensions and multitudes will look upon her…
she is poet, and prophet,
falling with the sunrise, and rising with the
night sky.

Poet Krissy Mosley 2022

Day9 #WritingMyselfWhole: #Gratitude

How grateful I am to come here. To be in the realm of gratitude. To become so aware, where love thrives in every soul. I’m so thankful, to be given each moment. What a precious gift of life. The sound the heart makes, without any help from me. To wake up in the beauty of gratitude. A taste of gratitude in the morning. To encounter the spirit of gratefulness, rising in a new way. That I am alive, to feel this. Grateful to navigate the waters of my soul. 

As Gratefulness sets the tone of the day…

Breathing in: I welcome peace

Breathing out:  I am thankful 

Breathing In: taking in this moment 

Breathing out I am thankful 

Poet Krissy Mosley 2022