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A Word from Mother

some nights
I speak in the tongues
of thunder
of lightning
of boiling rock
and lash fear
into the beholders

but in th’ end
the rest
who live upon Me
Me—their hallow’d Earth
will be overjoy’d

for I am still
Alive

Dreamcatcher

Fishgathering
inside Cauldron
of Reverie

Visions
some replay’d
in exact morsel
but briefly
at times
‘twixt months
e’en years

blown There
all Dreamers’ senses
in black and white
sometimes color

into feeling…

… Really There

till Sleep
thy breath
be lost

(Dreamcatcher craft by my neighbor, Etti)