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All of the secrets
are already known
The sages in moth *****
old king on the throne

The answers requestioned
new fruit on the vine
What’s hidden uncovered
—as seasons rewind

(Dreamsleep: October, 2022)
Sometimes hidden in the dark
Grow to the light and bloom
Flower in God’s garden.
We all are.


Shell ✨🐚
The rose speaks silently,
in words of love
Communication only the heart knows,
through the rose

© 2022 Carol Natasha Diviney
Listening to the sound of waves
hitting the rocks
And the cool breeze
playing with my hairlocks
I look at the setting sun
As I lean back and smile
For the first time
in a long while
My mind was quiet
my soul was speaking
and my heart got
what it was seeking!
My shadow was crying out to me
beyond all darkness and light
Saying that life is a trap in reverse
caught between wrong and right

Dichotomy claims what polarity feigns
academics locking the gate
Where shadows crawl under what locks in our fear
—abandoning us to fate

(Dreamsleep: Ocxtober, 2022)
the way the words die on my lips,
the way my stomach flips,
when you grab me by my hips.
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