Ena Whiteraven
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Fictions spun to serve the needs Of distant peoples and their greed, Will grow and prosper nevermore For karma’s knocking at their doors. Poetry: Copyright © 2020 – 2023 by Ena Whiteraven All rights reserved. Based on the work of Alura Cein Image: photographer unknown
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Heading into spring, I’ve altered my schedule in preparation for upcoming changes. I will now be posting new content to my author site and/or personal blog on Tuesdays. Several new personal posts have been added to Superlative Deviation already. My primary focus is on completing the final pages of my novel, and this schedule should…
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Birthed into a foreign world My face so unlike me Caught within the vicious cycle Pure insanity. I recall a droplet On the crystal spiderweb Reminded by the angel Balancing both heart and head. Memories returning, Fighting through the darkened shroud Bursting into consciousness Within the time allowed. In a world apart, I tread the…
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Buffeting winds! Blades of ice. Light of a candle calls you Courage and strength both fail Hope and joy released as birds Shadows of warmth cruelly mock you – Knees give way to an endless descent With final breath, you cry out From the bottomless pit of death. But what is this? Not oblivion, but…
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It’s been quite some time since I posted a personal update here. I turned my site into a kind of online resume where people could read some of my poetry and take a look at my other credits as my career really takes off. However, with the new year, I’m putting together some new…
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Please join us online and out in the world. Connect with loved ones and neighbors, strangers and friends. Share this information wherever you can. Even I have been upping my game! Several new pages will be added to this site right away and a new post will debut shortly after this. New personal posts…
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He said, “Let there be light!” But was that all? Far from it… The Goddess and the God spin around and around Astaire and Rogers Divine To a celestial harmony Sung by Their Children infinitely. And as They part ways, in that empty space Is the memory of romance eternal They must dance the boundary…
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Originally posted on Superlative Deviation: Life With Meaning, Life With Joy: ? Hello, people! I’m so glad to be back with some personal posts and literary updates. So much has happened lately, I hardly know where to begin. ? First of all, I hope everyone is safe and secure this holiday season. Please take the…
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There once was a Man dressed in white Who prayed that his dreams would take flight The angels they heard Of his acts and his words And then made him to labor all night. There once was a Lady from birth Who spoke of her greatness and worth The angels they read Of her heart…
Ena Whiteraven 