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Beyond the mists & through the trees,

Beneath the pale moonlight…

In the shadow of an ancient oak,

There occurred a curious sight…

Category: Poetry

When He Played With My Hair | What the Cat Told the Raven
Poetry

When He Played With My Hair

When he played with my hair, I forgot why I was upset. The tyrannies that had invaded my mind, the stress, anxiety, and uncertainty that had coiled within my body, released. When he played with my hair, I found I could breathe.My lungs filled with ease, gentle currents flowing down

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The Mourning After the Night - What the Cat Told the Raven
Poetry

THE MOURNING AFTER THE NIGHT

The Mourning After the Night An Ostara Story All was quiet in the valley, Though something silent stirred . . . Like the realm between sleep and waking, Where memories and dreams are heard . . . The Moon caressed the mountains, Beginning Her descent. The ancient winds grew still

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