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Gypsy Aurora Musings

where the streetlights become stars and fireflies ignite the night

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poetry

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 →

Limitless

I have no limits except the ones I impose on myself Others don't need to squash me down, although they may try I have old messages that plant doubt Seeking out new people that confirm them Just as I make... Continue Reading →

Standing in Front of My Destiny

Standing in front of my destiny I trembled, tears forming in my eyes This was all I ever wanted Manifesting coming true before my eyes My breath caught behind the lump in my throat, I choked Why was I choking?... Continue Reading →

The Serenity of Letting Go

When I let go of the rope I felt free I didn't realize I had been confined by my own controlling I'd been holding it frantically, panicked Everything needed to be perfectly orchestrated, just so I couldn't see that by... Continue Reading →

Stepping up

Every step I take is planned, calculated... And I trip. I stumble and fall, scraping my hands and knees, looking around in bewilderment I keep trying, stepping, and falling Not listening When I stop and listen, tapping into my heart,... Continue Reading →

Proving Myself

To prove to myself I could do it I moved to the other side of the world Just me and a few belongings Leaving the memories on another continent Leaving the weight of them behind was such freedom Breaking all... Continue Reading →

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