Archive for ‘Willow Marie’

November 20, 2014


by willowmarie


I held mystery closer and

Let if fall over every story

I knew about the world and who I was –

And I

Made my way back

Into a stillness filled

With moving points of light

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October 3, 2013

“I am From… “

by willowmarie


“Where are you from?” We get asked that all the time….

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September 18, 2013

I Dance

by willowmarie

New York, New York, 1997- I’d chosen to travel that summer, to be alone. I thought I didn’t know why. I was wrong. Sometimes we just don’t want to listen to what we need to know, to what we need to do next. It’s only when we push ourselves till we’re exhausted we hear- then we’re finally ready.

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August 5, 2013


by willowmarie

Sight of Passage

 These are the eyes

Of an older madonna-

Eyes once mistaken,

Forsaken and seared-

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July 15, 2013

Sister “C”

by willowmarie


Sister Claire

She was a nun,

And she was my teacher.

She had the most beautiful hands I’d ever seen,

Loved to play skipping,

Chewed gum

And wore a girdle.

When ever it bunched up,

 She’d go into the art supplies closet

And close the door-

The whole class could hear her

Tugging, adjusting

And muttering “For the love of god.”

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July 7, 2013

What’s Mine

by willowmarie

I recognize this moment,

Untamed, unframed

And wild; I created it.

 I let it flow,

Let it grow

Let it trellis

And border-

Cascade its disorder

On walls

In halls

Of dim.

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June 21, 2013

Keeping Soul

by willowmarie


A young girl says,

“Yes…I can live with this, I will.”

A wise woman says,

“No…I can’t live without this, I won’t.”

It’s a turning point-

Sharpened by experience &

Warmed by a longing

She knows as instinct.

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May 24, 2013


by willowmarie

The question wasn’t complicated,

The answer was.

She asked, “what’s undone in your life?”

I wanted to answer something about

Loves unknown or trips untaken.

I wanted to answer something about

Something invisible-

But my first thought was

“Me, I’m undone.”

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May 12, 2013

Snow’d …for Mother’s Day

by willowmarie

My mother caught me

Eating snow-


 And she was furious


I didn’t dare tell her

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May 5, 2013

I Believe

by Harry


I believe we reach
For what we might never hold-
That we find strength after testing
And create peace from its pain.

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April 27, 2013

October is

by Harry

We sit together
on the front steps of her house-
old friends, chosen sisters.
We look for words of comfort,
we find each other.

I miss my parents,
she misses her mother-
just weeks apart,
just weeks ago.

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