Category Archives: word

Warrior Woman by Peter Gaumond

No blade can excise your fierce femininity, no illness withstand the cleansing of your tears. Wounds are swallowed in the embrace of your openness. Sing forth my priestess of transformation. Advertisements

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Where I’m From by Christopher Gaumond

I am from glistening water falling though the sieve. tall snowmen from shining green hostas crab apple trees, birches, oaks, elms, and occasional ashes and pines I am from Buffalo wings potato soup with bacon, cheese and onions, ham and … Continue reading

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My Mom by Christopher Gaumond

If my Mom were a shape she would be a Myriagon because her personality seems round at first, but she really has a thousand sides. If my Mom were a weather condition she would be a meteor because she suddenly … Continue reading

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a woman of many faces

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stillness

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hidden behind

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When I am alone

The days blur, one into the next no beginning, middle or end. I wait for the moments between the comings and goings. There in the quiet of my day I can see my dreams. I smell the ocean and feel … Continue reading

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