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[phenixpyre]

The edges were rough, worthy of dangerously sharp, unclean, cuts that could cleave tender skin like fragile pieces of golden parchment. In time they smoothed with the rolling tides, scraped along molecules of rock and salt, polished, to perfection. It was then that the confluence of the Norns alined and rather than being tossed back into the violent waters of uncertainty the polished glass found its home, in tender hands it would have once lacerated, in the warmth of a well worn pocket... in the dawning of another odyssey. © 2015 Stephany Moeller #seaglass #transformation #whatsyourstory #hiddenstories #midcoastmaineartist #crimsononshatteredglass #StephanyMoeller #chronicillness #memories #invisibleillnesswarrior #lossandgrief #mainewriter #stephanymoeller #art #poetry #strength #photography #poetsofinstagram #photographersofinstagram #writersofinstagram #artistsofinstagram #keepgoing (at Owls Head, Maine) https://www.instagram.com/p/CjbmNM_OA3J/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[phenixpyre]

I couldn’t decide which image I liked better…any thoughts? The raven flies, as leaves rustle in the breeze, and all I can think of is you and me. The way my wings take flight around you perched in the thorns of the locust tree. You, and me swirling around you your feathers glistening in the dark; a single spark waiting to become flame. White petals swirl in motion… delicate snow in spring; lying in the meadow waiting for the sun to rise in waves of golden moments frozen here and now, wading into watered down pieces of forever. You, and me swirling around you your feathers glistening in the dark; a single spark waiting to become flame. Here we are, right now, the mist of fog damp on our skin reaching into oblivion; raindrops upon velvet… shadows dancing in the atmosphere of truth. You, and me swirling around you your feathers glistening in the dark; a single spark waiting to become flame. Join me here and let the pain go, my love, in our home built of stick and bone; wings stretched in voile air and limbs descending into twilight. © 2022 Stephany Moeller #theraven #stephanymoeller #bebold #midcoastmaineartist #mainewriter #writer #poetry #art #photography #chronicillnesswarrior #keepgoing #home #love #bebrave #sketches #art #typewriter #smithcorona https://www.instagram.com/p/CeD_Q_QuUgu/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[phenixpyre]

There is a fire in her heart too BOLD for gentle heat and too hushed for recognition. She wanders restlessly between ghostly sheets of what was and what should be. Her earth rumbles beneath footsteps… the wind shaking in her breath. Currents reaching for a heart lost and a soul forgiven. © 2022 Stephany Moeller #fireheart #stephanymoeller #bebold #midcoastmaineartist #mainewriter #writer #poetry #art #photography #chronicillnesswarrior #keepgoing #poetsofinstagram #writersofinstagram (at Owls Head, Maine) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cd9cuSuu0IQ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=