Creation

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resting

and relaxing too much

time to get my mind

under control

and get my focus

onto the work at hand

research

characters

creation

plot lines

and story

time to breath life

and joy

fear and sorrow

hatred and love

into the land 

and its people

time to be author

of my destiny

Raina

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she is much

that she can't even see

there is power

in every fiber

of her being

there is compassion

love

hope

wisdom

courage

and so much more

she is only beginning

to scratch the surface

of her heart

of her mind

of her soul

of the power

inside of her

she is the hope of her world

and it's destiny

she is it's protector

it's angel

it's guardian

she is not the first

will likely not be the last

and even when she fears

what she must do

she will find her way

she will be 

the wise guardian 

of the way

and that is only 

one small part of

Raina

Reading

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sometimes

time with

a good book

is an escape

from the monotony

and drudgery of life

a journey into

romance

intrigue

complex and interesting

characters

and adventures

for a time

the troubles

of life

are held at bay

and someone else's story

catches your mind

for awhile

Why Must YOU

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why must you

always

say out loud

the things I know

the words that are already in my heart

why must you

always

say out loud

the whispers in my soul

the nudges and reminders I need

why must you

always

say out loud

the things you say to spark me

and push me one step further

why must you

always

say out loud

the lessons I KNOW

the ones I am afraid of

I KNOW why you must

always

say out loud

the words you say

the words that engage me

I KNOW I must

always

answer the call

 dreaming in the flame

my power and passion renewed

I KNOW I must

always

answer the call

burning myself down to the ashes

and rising anew a phoenix

I KNOW I must

always

answer the call

and be inspired to embrace 

the light, the joy and the magic within me

Writing

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fresh paper

new notepads

coloured pens

notes

scribbles

poetry drafts

grocery lists

story ideas

doodles

appointments

menu plans

to do lists

birthday reminders

the whole world

of a new world

at my fingertips

the flow of

ideas

both grand and mediocre 

and the beginnings

of a strong poet

and author

my dream

my plan

my soul laid out on paper

A Story

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working

on a story

hoping

for brilliance

or at the very least

a following

because 

I found

the words to evoke

joy and understanding

commiseration

irritation for the evil

belief that good and peace

win in the end

but most I hope

I have the spirit, heart and words 

to do the story

justice

Oliver & Vincenzo

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yesterday

and again today

we saw two 

beautiful kittens

at the pet store

(shelter cats)

they looked

just like

Oliver

and

Vincenzo

both lost to us now

Oliver

was also a shelter cat

we CHOSE

and loved

for a SHORT time

he was ill

he was 

the sweetest boy

for seven weeks

he cuddled

and loved

and was loved so much

he'd wait at the door

for me to come home

when I sat

he became

my warm ollar collar

(sleeping on the back of my neck)

he was the sweetest boy

and even Pester

our big kitty

who didn't like anybody

was sweet to Ollie 

and played with him

until the day or two before

when he went the long way around

to stay far and clear

and looking back

we could see

that he knew

Oliver was sick

and while he didn't get to stay

he did have the benefit

of all our love

for his last days

and we do not regret

he was precious to me for more

than just being a new kitten

he was a symbol

of something I believed

he was a living, breathing testament

to a story 

a story

that lives and breathes

inside of me

when we chose him

I knew I would call him

Oliver

and when the lady at the shelter

said he had a name 

but we could change it

if we wanted to

we asked his name...

it was OLIVER

how strange the world

that leads you 

in small ways

with small touches

to the open doorway

of your destiny

if only 

you will open your eyes and see!

there is a kitten

in my mind's eye

and he belongs in a story

I will write

his name

was

is

and always will be

OLIVER

is this NOT a sign?

after he was lost to us

we went to the pet store

and found

Vincenzo

who looked very much the same

but his personality was not

he was feisty

and fun

he liked to climb

on the top of my son's toy castle wall

so i giggled and called him

Vinnie, the KING of the castle

and then one day

he snuck out of the house

and didn't come back home

we were sad

and missed them both

but life goes on

what Ollie meant to me

is deeper

than a kitten we only cherished

for seven weeks

he is a symbol

of a direction I was meant to take

because it matters

so much to me

I had his name tattooed

on the back of my neck

to remind me...to remind me

have faith in your dreams

it has taken me 

such a long time

but today

and yesterday

I was nudged and reminded

to follow my dreams

and I hope once and for all

that I will find

the courage I need

to do that...to dream

and to chase them 

till I can't chase them anymore

Oliver