Transformation)
In that of what we are living art transformed, for some of us, the most brutal and teeth -cutting, existence through the fluidity of colorless liquid of miracles, flowing out of our bodies, 
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Okay I’ve been off the scene for a while. Some days, writing doesn’t come easy. And I’m learning from my failures.
I’m embracing the true art of falling. The art of getting back up, to try again. And when that fails, try again.
There’s art here: when I can laugh at myself. For my mistakes. When I can see the rejection letters from my writing. It’s not -rejection of me, its recognition of the areas of progress, places where I am striving.
So I’m dusting myself off. Listening to the the spin cycle, the sounds of running water, breaking away from the old.
Embracing the falls,
the spins, every
bit of the journey. your Poet Krissy Mosley
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Outside two sidewalks over, I never see the butterflies across the street star- lighted wing-dancers flopping from tree to tree, and their limbs are delicate as paper is to poetry.
Poetry for me is a way of releasing my trauma from myself. And I didn’t just want to release myself from trauma, and burden the world with more problems, seeing the world is already troubled over with aromas, a platitudes of miseries.
I wanted a way to detoxify my soul. And then fill it in with something that satisfies me. Something that provides healing, and in return , heals worlds like me.
Poetry has brought me back off of the edge of so many fallen cliffs. Poetry has given me ways of reflecting inwardly, and seeing myself fiercely, as God would see me. That I am someone, I could love again, a thousand times. And yes, I am someone worth saving. Your ~Poet Krissy Mosley
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To the blogs on WordPress that always inspire me , make laugh, give me virtual- hugs, 💙💙💙🤘🏾✨
Maren @ https://giftsinopenhands.wordpress.com/
Kym @ https://frombehindthepen.wordpress.com/
Michele Lee @ https://myinspiredlife.org/
Ellie @ https://elliethompson.uk/
TrE @ https://acorneredgurl.com/
Lori @ https://praypower4today.wordpress.com/
Stephanie @ https://serendippity.home.blog/
K.E. Garland @ https://kwoted.wordpress.com/
Grace @ https://graceofthesun.com/
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My sisters write healings’ til there is only sacred breath, she heals as writes, she heals as she plays, she heals as she prays, she heals as she chants, she heals as she sings, she heals as she dances through the words she speaks, of former wounds and making of these wounds “beauty for mapping”.
Sifting and shifting higher worthiness, all the ways of her own. In worthiness, she is worthy to be blessed, and worthy to bless others.
She is worthy of love. Worthy of loving herself, worthy of her own imperfections. Worthy of holding the high watch of her own peace. Worthy of sacred space & sacred ritual. Worthy to be forgiven & worthy to forgive.
In that of what we are healing-art transformed, for some of us, the most brutal and teeth cutting existence through the fluidity of colorless liquid of miracles, flowing out of our bodies, blood like water, to watch our souls pounding in cadence, “oh’ how, we must sing the Lord’s song in a strange land”~ your poet Krissy Mosley ©2022
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I am surrendered moments.
I am surrendered stillness
I am surrendered silence.
I am surrendered spirit.
I am surrendered growth.
I am surrendered truth.
I am surrendered grace.
I am surrendered faith.
I am surrendered hope.
I am surrendered presence.
I am surrendered joy.
I am surrendered peace.
I am surrendered love.
I am surrendered freedom.
Who am I? I am me.
~your Poet Krissy Mosley ©2023
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Poet Krissy Mosley I’m redefining how, my mind, body and spirit works…..
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