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The Wind Returns | Cynthia McGreevy
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To inspire the natural intuition. September 9, 2015. Its thrown in the wind. Aiming at the one. That they can’t touch. That you find what you lost. To dampen the flame. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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Thunder and Lightning | Cynthia McGreevy
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To inspire the natural intuition. June 17, 2015. Its not whats in the heart. Its demons in the mind. Trying to shape the divine. I can feel the warm breeze. On a late summer night. On what I can find. Thunder rolls across the plains. Lightning striking the ground. Trying to make a sound. The pain that curses. Not all storms last. There is a calm before. There is a calm after. Rosebud, SD, USA. This entry was posted in Poetry. 2 thoughts on “ Thunder and Lightning. June 17, 2015 at 1:47 AM.
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The Heart That Beats | Cynthia McGreevy
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To inspire the natural intuition. August 4, 2015. The Heart That Beats. Beliefs and attached strings. Mockery and negative thoughts. The struggle of survival. Its skin against skin. Mind against the balance. Spirit lost in lifes art. The truth isn’t on the ground. Where the mundane exists. Look above the fog. Look above the negatives. The heart that beats. Is a life blessed. When it gets loud outside. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here.
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Cynthia McGreevy | Cynthia McGreevy
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To inspire the natural intuition. November 14, 2015. It was in the reflection of time. A tear drop holding life. Of long agos and wonderings. The memories in the blood. Where does she belong? The wind is blowing on her face. But her thoughts take her far away. Time to let go. In the wind storm. In the hail storm. In the winter storm. For that spring wind. That blows beyond the cold. A hawk flies above. Blowing away the memories. Melting into the soaring. September 9, 2015. Its thrown in the wind. July 7,...
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Reflections | Cynthia McGreevy
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To inspire the natural intuition. November 14, 2015. It was in the reflection of time. A tear drop holding life. Of long agos and wonderings. The memories in the blood. Where does she belong? The wind is blowing on her face. But her thoughts take her far away. Time to let go. In the wind storm. In the hail storm. In the winter storm. For that spring wind. That blows beyond the cold. A hawk flies above. Blowing away the memories. Melting into the soaring. This entry was posted in Uncategorized.
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Times of Trouble | Cynthia McGreevy
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To inspire the natural intuition. July 7, 2015. Where does one find. Their peace of mind. In times of trouble? Will we have the courage. Will we have the strength. To understand and accept? Or will we miss the reason. Will we miss the lesson. That brings this understanding? I have asked this. The clearest answer is. It will be up to me. It will be up to you. This entry was posted in Poetry. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:.
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Vision | Cynthia McGreevy
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To inspire the natural intuition. July 7, 2015. Winds have blown away. And living is where. The sun has only. Can see only so far. But it is in this moment. I choose to be. This entry was posted in Poetry. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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Smoke Whisps | Cynthia McGreevy
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To inspire the natural intuition. September 9, 2015. Its a silent fight. Deep in the soul. Its fire and ice. Its day and night. Its sun and moon. From a once burning fire. Its heart and soul. Now a memory inside her. She gives her love. The sun rising in the east. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out.
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You Are the Prayer | Cynthia McGreevy
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To inspire the natural intuition. August 17, 2014. You Are the Prayer. South Dakota summer breeze. When times get hard. Don’t give up. When you want to cry. Don’t wonder why. It takes one step. To start a journey. And takes one heart beat. To start the learning. You are the prayer. Made by seven generations ago. You are the descendant. Prayed for and loved by those. Picture from denr.sd.gov). This entry was posted in Uncategorized. 2 thoughts on “ You Are the Prayer. September 27, 2014 at 12:29 AM.
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September | 2015 | Cynthia McGreevy
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To inspire the natural intuition. Monthly Archives: September 2015. September 9, 2015. Its thrown in the wind. Aiming at the one. That they can’t touch. That you find what you lost. To dampen the flame. September 9, 2015. Its a silent fight. Deep in the soul. Its fire and ice. Its day and night. Its sun and moon. From a once burning fire. Its heart and soul. Now a memory inside her. She gives her love. The sun rising in the east. The Heart That Beats. On Thunder and Lightning. On Thunder and Lightning.