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The silence was a moment that you’ll never understand. A moment in which you see her stand in the crowd that looks away because they know She won’t stay in a place so hostile and so lost. she’s worth more than your applause. © 2022 Stephany Moeller #stephanymoeller #poetry #mainewriter #writersofinstagram #smithcorona #typewriters #normalizingpain #chronicillness #keepgoing #invisibleillness #crimsononshatteredglass #maineartist #mainephotographer #silence #disassociation #trauma #isolation #domesticviolence #domesticviolenceawareness #domesticviolencesurvivor all (at Owls Head, Maine) https://www.instagram.com/p/CexNZDCO13l/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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=

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=

She is strength. The strength earned of a thousand ages, wrapped in chipped plates and lost souls. Grace falling, in winds blown down, from dark northern clouds and beached bonfires of smoldering truth. To hold her, is the painful ecstasy of faith and oceans surrendering to the sand; sweeping floors of courage whispering of foreign lives and screaming lands. Her roots deeply stretched into skies of hands, falling leaves of them and now, swimming in dipped bowls of tea leaves that speak of grey futures, washed with the colors of forever bleeding into today. Stay, she will show you how to move through evergreen veils of time and grasslands of translucent grains… gilded reflections of her wandering in soulful space. © 2022 Stephany Moeller #strength #stephanymoeller #mainewriter #writer #poetry #smithcorona #art #chronicillnesswarrior #keepgoing #poetsofinstagram #writersofinstagram #mainewriter (at Owls Head, Maine) https://www.instagram.com/p/CdzLOZqO9Oe/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

It’s been a few days…but here’s another one. 🖤 #stephanymoeller #poetry #mainewriter #writersofinstagram #smithcorona #typewriters #normalizingpain #chronicillness #keepgoing (at Owls Head, Maine) https://www.instagram.com/p/CdwugKjOwCN/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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