A Forest of Rawness

  Today marks one year since my friend’s highly-gifted adult child passed.   What can I do What can I say What can lift her to make any sense of this tragedy   Nothing Nothing? Nothing.   I go before God  the God  of my understanding for strength and peace and calmness   for her.  […]

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Broken Dreams Shredded Hearts

(Spoken) Speaking ceases due to A ban from social media and  Because of artwork  Supporting Earth’s care    Friends expose frustrations Family coping harbor mental issues   No connection to me I am a sitting wasted piece of motherhood    No connection to you  Or the world  Or nature Or the seas  Or … love […]

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Possible Alignment

    (Spoken) Is there any way to align my heart with yours?   No. No. No. Maybe…   No, It hurts and is depressing and despairing and full of unscripted pain.   Yet has no reasoning for my sore and stomped brain upon which to latch.   So, can I believe that humans can […]

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Heal

  I know It hurts Yet Instead of attention Promises Ego Devastating ridicule  It is a reminder that we must  Begin again Let go Be steeped in Presence  What is important? Begin again And again And make no assumptions  We were not there  In their shoes  with their emotions in their past Take NOTHING personally  […]

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One Reflection

(Spoken word)   Over two years of isolation so far   Will it crest will it will it ever be over or   Will we live as we did after World War I   and then World War II   and why Why Oh, why, dearest Higher Power of my understanding   Please Can you […]

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Seeking Bandit

  Jenny wakens to a beloved yet missing dog. He escapes the fencing and runs off with his dearest buddies.   We cannot find him. We wait. His name is Bandit. He has stolen Jenny’s heart.   Please return, dearest Bandit.   We wait, eyes searching. We listen, ears tuned to Bandit’s vocal communications. And, […]

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Held

(Spoken)   To be held. Hold. Hold me.   Hold me now. It is all for which I ache. It is all I want.   Then I stand ready to walk with my Higher Power.     And be held. Forever.   Poetry & Photography by FawnRising ©2022 February 16, 2022  Le Lac du mon […]

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GreyBaby Comes Home

  What a kitty!  He sleeps soundlessly with me each night Sometimes sprawled on his back as though awaiting a tummy-rub He brings such joy each day at the cobbled-together fresh lake cottage in north-central Florida.  He is a “Rescue” which means he is found by dear neighbors wandering as a wild animal throughout the […]

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Fawn is Rising

Fawn Rising, 11 years of age, Grade 6   Fawn walks out of the end of Ninth Grade. She is pregnant. The year is 1966. Fawn is fully-trained in classical ballet which wards off the lifelong-from-birth pain of scoliosis. Breaking competitive swim records also helps her back. Fawn’s parents spend their lives promoting peace through […]

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Rewilding Ms. Dirt Dunn

    Excerpt from “The Case for Passive Rewilding” by Alistair Walsh 11.10.2021 There are three key components to passive rewilding, according to Pereira, a professor of biodiversity conservation at the German Center for Integrative Biodiversity Research at the University of Leipzig. The first is restoring trophic complexity, or biodiversity, by allowing wildlife to return. This usually […]

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I AM AN AMERICAN

  I am an American. At the age of 60, while applying to begin work on a doctoral degree (courtesy of my fearless brother Timothy M. Murphey, Ph.D., professor of linguistics in Japan), I am told by the University of Florida that I am considered “non-white”. This was never before said to me. I, and […]

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Grace

How can it be? A life of unquestionable richness littered with cruel and inhumane actions; a life of humans who can sparkle and glow; a life with deep beliefs in a Higher Power; a life that stands before us waiting to be accepted or denied.   How can it be?   Grace. Pure grace.   […]

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