I eat flowers for breakfast Dainty pink blossoms dissolve on my lips and tongue Flavorless but filled with Divine Power Delicate petals that rip at the touch Gossamer florets that mend my body My gluttony only extends to the leaves, my finger tips I only take what I need Feed the Earth and Feed my … Continue reading Flowers for Breakfast
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Mountain Mama
West Virginia is a beautiful home. She is filled with so many wonderful, kind souls. When I am not in West Virginia, I feel her presence. Like an energy always just behind me, smiling. I fall asleep dreaming of her mountains and remembering the sound of the wind rushing through the trees, dancing around me. … Continue reading Mountain Mama
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