Dear Ancestors, thank you for being answered prayers of the sunset/ you red-yearning,/ you-sky-body/

you pour libation like burning tea leaves in honor of my release

how far we have come, like ocean-body -souls, swirling, names of the elders

my mother’s mother, her mother’s mother, our elder’s mother, in other words their sugar coated stripes, their heavy laden tears , their transmissions – I pray you- as they entered the other side. your Poet Krissy Mosley©2023

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  1. Maren Avatar

    I have been thinking of ancestors these days, feeling their stories, trying to tell them.

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    1. apoet'svisionKrissy Avatar

      same here, we need their voices & stories

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