Braids of Cruelty & Bliss

snow on longs peak

 

July is the cruelest month.

January, a celebration.

August is death.

October, change.

February, new born lambs, castration.

April shouts hope and pollen.

September, things are not equal.

March, beware the lamb and lion.

December, luminaries in snow.

October, too many witch’s hats.

June, snow in the Rockies.

November, forgiveness.

May, fire dance.

July 26th, the diagnosis.

C.J. Prince

©2016

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About cjprinceauthor

I write. I read. I write and read...I listen to raindrops on begonias, talk to ravens, dance with dragons. I practice Tai Chi in a barn, I sleep with earth stones and tarot cards. I celebrate each day. Join me!
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One Response to Braids of Cruelty & Bliss

  1. susanissima says:

    These words have the quality of chant…and wail. You pull a reader into your beautiful heart, Cj.

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