Poetry

Do you remember spinning on the green? / Arms spread wide / Faces to the sky / Who could spin the longest?

Hold me as I leap / Falling, falling / Into fear / And into freedom

I heard the Earth speak to me this morning, As I bled on her bosom, the day adorning. In the sacred dance of life's creation, A celebration of menstruation, a divine sensation.

Calling all poets & poetry-lovers…. Welcome to Saoro poetry month - where we celebrate all things poetry…

Amidst the lights, the cheer, and merry songs, There lingers a quiet, where solitude belongs.

Now every cell feels the shame / The programmes passed down from generation to generation / Can I break the cycle? / Can I be the one to say no more? / Can I be the one to break free of addictions allure? 

In shadows deep, where secrets dwell, A woman's heart, a hidden spell, Made to feel shame for who she is,

Somethings beginning Somethings ending Life’s cycles raging through And around us.