National poetry writing month

National poetry writing month
A month of madness

Thursday, 27 November 2014

part of life.

She is with me, the Goddess I know
comes when I ask her to show
shines her light behind the clouds
her moon, her smile

She says to me, come now child
and run with me in places wild
I hear her step upon the leaves
breaking twigs

Her honest truths are in my ear
no vow she makes to remove fear
encouragement she will though give
with an open hand

She says to me, come now child
run with me, she smiled
it doesn't matter if you trip
and fall on your arse.

Its part of life.

My goddess has a sense of humour















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