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Gypsy Aurora Musings

where the streetlights become stars and fireflies ignite the night

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poetry

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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Soul Connections

As I walked through the crowded streets I felt alone Among thousands of people And I just felt so alone There wasn't anywhere or anyone in particular I longed for I guess I just didn't want to be with me... Continue Reading →

In the Midnight Garden

In the midnight garden, the crickets jump and fairies dance and sing their little songs The raccoon rests on the toadstool dreaming his little dreams The stream bubbles along through Unaffected by night or day And the moon hangs low... Continue Reading →

This Little Light of Mine

Only for a moment was I lost and then I found a light and everything was changed. I woke up and the power was out, I fumbled with different things, looked for information Acceptance in the dark But I still... Continue Reading →

In This Moment

What happens tomorrow isn't nearly as important as what happens today Today we can create a better tomorrow We can lay the groundwork to make our dreams reality, one step at a time Today we can reach out and make... Continue Reading →

Romantic Raindrops

Love and romance under and umbrella in the rain We can dance and romance Letting the drops fall around us They dance on our shoulders Tickling our noses But we don't care as long as we are in each other's... Continue Reading →

Mother Nature’s Work

The chill in the air is a reminder that we live in Canada and winter will be done when it says so. It's not on our clock. Mother nature is the one truly in control The more we screw with... Continue Reading →

Walls We Built

Knocking down the walls Communication could happen Freedom of love started to flow The pain crumbled with each brick knocked away Realizing the walls were no longer needed They harmed much more than they helped But they were formed easily... Continue Reading →

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 →

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