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Grab a cup of tea or coffee (oh what the heck, get a danish too!) and sit a spell. You might want to grab your notebook and pen because you never know when you will be inspired to write down a quote, or jot down a poem of your own. Words are like that, they take you on a journey and the next thing you know you are breathing life into your own magical world of words.

Friday, October 4, 2019

OctPoWriMo Day 4

Today's prompt is Caged. If you have never read, Why the Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou, I highly recommend it.

Photo by MDragonwillow

Cage
of my
own making
open the door
fly free and be who I am meant to be
my throat opens and the words flow out now
creative me
dancing me
loving
me



Hop on over to the other OctPoWriMo participants and share word love along the way.

Wednesday, October 2, 2019

OctPoWriMo Day 2

Screaming - Art by MDragonwillow
So why didn't they love me? 
Was I selfish, unkind, self absorbed, what?  Too needy? Too much? 
I've heard that before, that I'm too much
too loud, too expressive

too emotional...  just too much.

too dependent 
too independent 
too demanding 
too controlling
too too too much
 
I take up space I breathe air I am enough I am enough


Tuesday, October 1, 2019

Dark Night of the Soul


I am using art to help me process this breakup and the above piece was created with my non-dominant hand from an exercise from Toni Bart in Tamara Laporte's Life Book Creativity and Wellness Summit.

"Dark night of the soul"
Searching in the dark
trying to find
who I am
after all this time

voice stifled
choking in my throat
clawing my way up
clawing my way out

what will I find
deep in the dark
who I've been
who I'll be

the words are  crawling
bit by bit
finding their way up
finding their way out

light seeps through the cracks

You can find the poetry prompts on OctPoWriMo. Visit the other poets and share word love along the way.  If you leave a comment here, make sure you leave a link so I can visit you as well. 

Peace,
Morgan Dragonwillow

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Wednesday, April 3, 2019

C is for Coconut Oil - Write Through Menopause

Reader be warned. This is a sensitive topic. If you are under 18 years old, move along, there is nothing to see here.

All women should know about the wonders of Coconut oil. It was actually a doctor who recommended it to me, but years before I was in the midst of perimenopause. She told me an older female patient of hers used it frequently and it helped to keep her "inner lining" from thinning out which is something that happens to women when menopause hits. It also helps to keep things from being dry when you are playing with a partner or by yourself. That was long before I was a few years before peri-menopause and I didn't start using it regularly until about a year and a half ago. 

Photo by Willow

Oh my. It makes things feel so much nicer that I didn't know why I waited so long to use it.  There is also an added benefit; you can play longer. Pre-coconut oil I would get very sore very quickly. When I started using coconut oil I realized that I wasn't getting sore and pleasure was lasting longer. I'm not sure how much more pleasurable things seem to be that are connected to the coconut oil and how much is menopause. I've heard that some women enjoy sex much more after menopause and, though I've always been one to enjoy it, it is phenomenal now. 



I highly recommend you try coconut oil for yourself. I would suggest experimenting by yourself first to see how much, or how little, is just right for you. Besides, if you don't know how to please yourself, how in the world is your partner going to be able to please you?

This short haiku poem I wrote for a previous A to Z challenge, but if felt fitting.

Fertile, moist and dark
secrets hiding in the folds
waiting to be found

And then I found this poem from OctPoWriMo 2015:


Angst pulls at my shirt
Battering at my senses
Calling for action
Demanding that I pay attention
Entering a State of awareness
Falling into the stream
Giving room for inspiration
Having spun out of chaos
into the deep beginners mind
Jaw clenching and unclenching
Keeping my connection to my soul
Living to learn and be
Muses poke and prod me
Need prickles my skin
Ominous moments settle in
Precious time slipping by
Quietly collecting words
Relishing the building tension
Standing or sitting
Tender compassion for my journey
Unleashing my voice to the skky
Venturing into unknown territory
Widening the possibilities
Xrays of definable moments
Yes being spoken again and again
Zany words explode on the page

It seems I've been writing through menopause all along I just didn't realize it.

Writing for the A to Z challenge. Please leave your link with your comment below so that I can visit your A to Z posts as well. Happy Writing!

Read.Dance.Write.Repeat.

Tuesday, April 2, 2019

B is for Bitch - Writing Through Menopause

Yes, I can be a bitch. But is it really being a bitch or is it enough is enough. If being over 50 isn't time to take for yourself when the heck is it? I raised two daughters and I've helped quite a lot with my granddaughters. Now when I say no, no I want to do this or that for myself, somehow that has turned into me being a bitch, being selfish, being anything but the compliant person who will take care of anything and everything that needs to be taken care of.

Photo by Willow

Walls and Love

Bitch stands tall
Bitch has walls
walls of bricks
walls of iron
iron in the blood
iron chains dropping
dropping to the floor
dropping to my knees
knees are aching
knees are breaking
breaking my heart
breaking my soul
soul is crying
soul is dying
dying to be heard
dying to be seen
seen as a person
seen as love
love for me
love for you
you can stand
you can walk
walk out the door
walk on your own
own your life
own your body
body is on loan
body is of earth
earth we walk on
earth is life
life in chaos
life is possibilities
possibilities are numerous
possibilities you can see
see what is in front of you 
see with eyes wide open
open to adventures
open to miracles
miracles in front of you
miracles all around
around every corner
around the middle
middle of the road
middle of time
time to do what we love
time to be who we are
are you ready to be you
are you ready to be love
love
you



A Blitz poem for the A to Z Challenge.

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