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    Silk on Ice
    Silk on Ice
    Silk on Ice
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    Silk on Ice

    By Sian Flanagan

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    A journey of transfiguration told through poetry, prose, and illustrations. Here, ink tells the fragility of evolution from disorders, oppression, wisdom, love, and femininity. These pages offer a window into personal experiences and observations, expressed as a woman in t

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSoul Seed Legacy House
    Release dateMar 12, 2024
    ISBN9781998754601
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      Silk on Ice - Sian Flanagan

      Lay words down gently

      be silk on ice

      paint ink in spaces

      that yearn for life,

      play with words

      that beg to be heard,

      leave a piece of yourself

      on every page

      through letters and verbs

      now go —

      be fire again in flames

      that burn

      glow

      Rest assured

      grace wrote this for you —

      for every woman who forges on

      in the face of fear

      rest assured

      these words are for the souls

      who have strength

      and unwavering courage to choose

      who they want to be

      for themselves and humanity

      rest assured

      you are brilliant

      as you come

      and as you go

      know you are blessed

      with a divine gift

      every moment of this lifetime

      the gift

      — is you

      as a creator

      there is always a space

      within you

      to navigate and feel safe

      along your journey

      rest assured

      your innate grace

      is your mother of wisdom

      and you,

      as you are

      in any moment,

      can create your world,

      for your essence

      is genetically coded,

      you are written with wonder,

      you are abundantly

      imbued with love

      let your heart

      fly like a dove

      beyond the cage

      you have known

      so you can grow

      into a life

      your soulful self

      calls home

      Why do you stand so firm?

      because I have fallen

      from this earth

      so many times before

      — grounded

      How long will it take to escape?

      there are no shortcuts

      begin the climb

      each day …

      Collapsing

      this house

      falls inwards on itself

      a pliable heart

      crashes hard like

      books off shelves

      my ill sick slumber

      keeps me locked

      dawn till dusk

      what brought me up

      now tears me down

      my insides exposed

      a vulture’s feast

      bleeding through paralysis

      this viscous flow

      could not

      move slower

      The weighted vest of worry

      holds many hearts down,

      thoughts run wild

      from radio sounds

      the burden thickens

      tending to dead weeds

      of the past,

      teaching our hearts to

      hold on to the aftermath

      tell me ...

      what garden can grow

      with seeds that lay dead?

      Holding on to every word

      leaves us hanging on

      by a thread

      — projections

      Tying,

      collecting

      rusty words from tongues

      placing them high on pedestals

      rehearsing beliefs

      that make you weak,

      blinding intuition from

      where you seek to see ...

      walls will always

      barricade the truth

      from who you are

      at the root

      never mute

      the vines

      that bear

      one-of-a-kind

      real fruit

      Fear

      led me astray

      onto paths born for decay ...

      do not waste time

      losing life to years

      navigating the journey

      with the compass of fear,

      life is too short for that

      To be without grace

      brings dis-ease,

      unnerving,

      the edge hardens

      a slippery slope

      destined

      for self-abandonment

      No one deserves

      broken promises

      but life happens

      thoughts change

      plans can form

      and then run away

      — shattered dreams

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