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Gypsy Aurora Musings

where the streetlights become stars and fireflies ignite the night

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First Steps

As I took my first step my leg shook A feeling unfamiliar and uncertain I took another step and my other leg shook Getting steady on my feet I felt like a toddler taking her first steps What a curious... Continue Reading →

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Reflections

I want to write about how far I've come since I first heard that line Shaking at my first group 8 years ago Wondering what all this was about But knowing deep down, I longed to write again Not knowing... Continue Reading →

Take Me Away

Take me away to a place Where the waves splash on the sandy shore The sun sets on the endless horizon And the birds soar in the fresh spring air Deep breaths fill my soul Creativity creeping into every corner... Continue Reading →

Closing the Box

When I opened the dusty old box I shut it again Knowing deep down inside it held nothing new for me Old familiar memories and pain I no longer need to entertain these things My heart lets go of all... Continue Reading →

What Really Matters

The sunsets on experiences Nothing lasts forever And maybe it's not meant to Beautiful experiences we can hold close to our heart For as long as our brains allow But we have photos to help make up the slack Holding... Continue Reading →

Staircase Journey

When I stood at the bottom of the staircase I felt nervous, where did it lead? What was I getting myself into? I could not see the top but I felt drawn to ascend it anyway When I stepped on... Continue Reading →

When I Open My Heart To Love – part two

When I open my heart to love I feel unsure and almost close it back up again I've been hurt so many times before But I don't want my heart to grow cold Turn to ice with a wall around... Continue Reading →

Tornado Thoughts

Chaos in my head My thoughts are a tornado Reeking havoc wherever they go Memories I shouldn't be remembering Feelings I shouldn't be feeling So I stuff them down Bury them deep and ignore them Just one more bite, it'll... Continue Reading →

A Room of Oddities (Originally Published Dec 24, 2012)

There’s a small window in this room of oddities. It’s so dusty and dirty you can’t see to the outside. It doesn’t look like it’s been cleaned in months – or ever. I’m not sure where it would look out... Continue Reading →

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