Missteps lead to grace Do we dance or just stumble Until bruised toes heal Lynn Mari, © 2009… more →
Stands to the Mysterygraceofwynn wrote 3 weeks ago: Missteps lead to grace Do we dance or just stumble Until bruised toes heal Lynn Mari, © 2009 … more →
graceofwynn wrote 1 month ago: I stand amid empty spaces. The walls called “home “ have crumbled. Concrete sidewalks welcome weary … more →
graceofwynn wrote 1 year ago: Naked minds burning under smoldering books, kissed by revolution Not far off, the working man cries … more →
graceofwynn wrote 1 year ago: In the portrait of the mirror and I My secret disfigurement is seen A spark remains in my eye. To th … more →
graceofwynn wrote 1 year ago: Naked, crawling Beneath a sky of blazing thorns Flesh seared, pink, raw Burned, Bruised, Blistered A … more →
graceofwynn wrote 2 years ago: Heart beats wildly in the empty circle of my arms A plea for a child gone too soon, tears Hands pres … more →
graceofwynn wrote 2 years ago: Dedicated to a friend who fought to be heard Warning: Graphic Poem, Descriptions of Abuse May Cause … more →
graceofwynn wrote 2 years ago: Those who have screamed “Why?!” To a vast and empty sky, Never wanting to be a victim, Their bodies, … more →
graceofwynn wrote 2 years ago: When I was holding you your mind was someplace else your fingers drummed on my flesh like the tappin … more →
graceofwynn wrote 2 years ago: Curled on one side, a matted ball of fur small legs twisted eyes pinched shut just another city rat … more →
graceofwynn wrote 2 years ago: During the day, my son is Superman with a cape Leaping, bouncing Rolling across the pavement Karate … more →