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The sparrow is sorry for the peacock at the burden of his tail.

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Terror Within Her

December 24, 2015 Anja

I plunged into her thoughts I wrote all of the isolation terror and repudiation The depression and shame I felt with every heartbreaking day. Into her essence I wrote all of the panic and of course the illness I poured … Continue reading Terror Within Her

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I Am

December 24, 2015 Anja

What am I I am graceful and yielding like a memory enveloped in silk blush sheets legs intertwined bodies urging I am as forceful as a sword forged by the heat of your hands and the melt of your mouth … Continue reading I Am

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Away

December 24, 2015 Anja

Can someone please tell me, when did it become so hard to breathe?    I watch the sun rise and want to withdraw deep into the warm welcoming arms of darkness. Tear drops barely hang onto my lashes but their … Continue reading Away

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December 24, 2015 Anja

Art work created by me inspired by Lilac Wine by Jeff Buckley Her body bent, flexed and stretched like wisps of hair caught in the air….reaching for the stars that moved around her head. She closed her eyes and tip-toed … Continue reading

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He Love me….

December 24, 2015 Anja

Photo by me I count the petals on the daisy I don’t want an answer to the question but instead, I need a statement. Affirmation of a truth I already know since he left. Or was it me that walked … Continue reading He Love me….

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Un Coeur Vintage

December 24, 2015 Anja

My finger traces the images in the black and white photos. I feel as if my life belongs in the sepia tones and sun bleached pictures I never knew. I feel as though a part of me was born in … Continue reading Un Coeur Vintage

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My Muse

December 24, 2015 Anja

Your blood is like ink to me, I watch it drip onto the worn pages. It swirls into beautiful images It is a story only I can see. You are my muse And I am the creative writer. As you … Continue reading My Muse

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Help Me Breathe Again

December 24, 2015 Anja

I am worn and tattered on the edges, yet I breathe light into the atmosphere. I am the echo of something that once was a shadow of beautiful and now departed into something destructive. I am poison dripping through your … Continue reading Help Me Breathe Again

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I Have Forgotten How to Pray

December 24, 2015 Anja

The moment when the sky is high and the ocean is roaring; the wind sings as the stars are crying. Are you listening to the trees that are whispering life’s secrets? It floats in the air into ears that are … Continue reading I Have Forgotten How to Pray

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Come With Me, I Said…Peer Into My Mind

December 24, 2015 Anja

Come with me, I said…..peer into my mind and see the cavernous night sky.  Reach up and remove the stars one by one and lay them from my shoulder to hip, take your brush and follow their path leaving nothing … Continue reading Come With Me, I Said…Peer Into My Mind

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