current events
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As the start of a special celebration I recognize draws near, T.W.N. is going to experience some changes. On the advice of my mentor, I am starting work on my poetry book! I don’t usually post literary updates here anymore, but I will for the poetry. Over recent months, I have been trying to…
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Prayers of those who fight from the trenches Rescued on wings invisible And propelled forward with blinding speed Infinite creation bands together in a single voice Songs sung since ancient times Enemy of the darkness which seeks to claim our souls Poetry Copyright © 2021 by Ena Whiteraven All rights reserved. Image: found online photographer…
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A moving picture postcard, animated scenery, and dramas taken from the pages of a scripted comedy. What is it you see? Just what you expect: Material from Vaudeville and conveniences that lack All purpose, life, and passion – Set designs so cold and wooden. Who is there behind it? Who has fed the Beast? Who…
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To my long-time followers, thanks for staying with me on my journey. To those who are new here, welcome! It’s been a while since I wrote an update post for this site. If you’ve been here for a while, you will remember why; but let me clarify a few things for anyone who might…
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Magical journeys through worlds unknown Hidden crevices and caverns Majestic peaks and shadowy depths All the wonders of Heaven and Earth Histories told only to a chosen few And dances taught by the stars Races of boundless creativity Peaceful streams and pleasant hills Spirits large and small Some innocent, some wise Some are treacherous and…
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No blind infatuation nor momentary thrill Can touch the steadfast heart, The loyal truth that pulses To a starry drumming of infinite rhythm. Nothing can restrain it! Human words are meaningless, Falling on deaf ears that only seek the guidance of Heaven. A group of souls united In the exploration of worlds, They are the…
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I passed by the open door, head shaking in awe At the petty grievances held, the loftiness of the up-turned nose, At the minds closed to all but grandeur. For some, it’s bathed in silk and velvet, For others, gashing wounds are a Divine right. Life without the love of Heaven is the truest state…
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Long and deep I ponder upon the changing fields The hidden mysteries of harvest, the cloaked secrets of gatherings We honor Those Who give and can easily take away While the ego gives in to gluttony and attempts to call it joy Ignoring wisdom openly Taught in actions and signs But at my altar stands…
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To perfect your barefoot dancing, first recall the special thrill Of the sight of sunbeams dancing on a bedroom windowsill. Summer leaves that flutter and a sky alive with blue Jump rope contents set to songs of birds of every hue. Release the stingy, grown-up mind and endless empty chatter Replace with open heart and…
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I arrived at a performance filled with laughter and joy A light-hearted comedy to shake off the dust of depression So many care-free moments filled with wide-eyed innocence. But then I briefly recalled my heart’s passion That key to illusions past, present, and future And it raised the second curtain on the theater before me.…
Ena Whiteraven 