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The latest draft of my first poetry book is complete! I am slowly going through a list of possible agents and publishing options. Over the next several weeks, I'll be revising T.W.N. a little more. Older content will be removed and new excerpts will debut! For now, I'll use the artwork that has been… Continue reading Announcement / Lit. Update: “Excerpts and New Platforms!”
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… Continue reading “Barefoot Dancing” – Poetry
Raise your soul, start your climb Up the great tree of life! Above all, remember why. Hush, sweet child. Dry your eyes For in the darkness, there's a prize Cloaked among the flesh, disguised. Hold to center on your flight And on the day that we unite, We will streak across the sky And ascend… Continue reading “Adventure Begins” – Poetry
Enfolded by caring arms so real Igniting hope to strengthen and heal. Cursed be those who would deny This balm of life in the name of lies! Poetry Copyright © 2020 by Ena Whiteraven All rights reserved. Images: found online, photographers unknown, no copyright violation intended
Entertainment reaching filthier depths Jet-setting prophets with pulpits of gold Woe to the child! Woe to the parent! Repetitive sales pitch a thousand years old There's a Devil in the books, screens, and boards Dressed up in words of trendy expression He wants to rule forever and a day Camouflaged with stylish, brand-name presentation The… Continue reading “First and Last” – Poetry
If you're lost and feel alone -you're still worthy. If you feel no one cares - you're still worthy. If you've forsaken your true path - you're still worthy. If you sense the darkness in the air - you're still worthy. If you've ridiculed the righteous - you're still worthy. If you carry wounds… Continue reading “Still Worthy” – Poetry
Let us sing the old, old song Of the Love that's freely given Starbursts glitter! Infinite Mind's Regalia of joy we live in Raindrops within raindrops Indestructible ties are binding Memories returning through The darkened mist that shrouds them Clawing your way up From beneath the mire of ruin Destined to be at one with… Continue reading “To the Righteous” – Poetry
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