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The Spark

November 5, 2019November 5, 2019 ~ Sheia Fae ~ Leave a comment

You were red-violet fire in your heart sending embers through the ethers to call me towards you. I was blue-green ocean in my soul in love with the sun for warming my surfaces until you took its place. Can the sea be a fool to let herself be consumed? Does she even have a choice? … Continue reading The Spark

New Blood

November 4, 2019November 4, 2019 ~ Sheia Fae ~ 4 Comments

I. I fell in love with monsters and now they won’t leave me alone. I have banished them from my mind and heart, Even thought I cloaked myself to be hidden well, Changed the way I move smell, my chemistry, my mark… Cut off all my hair. Cleaned up all the footprints giving away my … Continue reading New Blood

Scorpio Moon

October 28, 2019November 4, 2019 ~ Sheia Fae ~ Leave a comment

Skulls in the garden instead of faces. Mermaids scream quietly instead of sing, dying in the desert sun. Faeries flicker in and out, unsure of baring the weight of this world, and afraid of being chained to the ground like the rest of us. Violet skies threaten grey invasion robbing colors from our eyes so … Continue reading Scorpio Moon

Molting

February 2, 2019February 2, 2019 ~ Sheia Fae ~ Leave a comment

Sometimes I see forever before knowing if I can make it. Sometimes life falls apart like clumps of dirt held tightly in my hands. Will I be scattered on the wind this time, like the spokes of a wishflower? The force of air and spit from a mouth thrusting me into the unknown? Or will … Continue reading Molting

The Upside Down

January 5, 2019January 5, 2019 ~ Sheia Fae ~ Leave a comment

Welcome to The Flipside, to The Upside Down. Here, everything is as it should be. Here, we live inside dark clouds. There is no sun in here, no days full of light. Here the shadows are more than echoes of a past we try to fight. Here there is no floor firm under your feet. … Continue reading The Upside Down

Dusk with Stars and Missing the Sun

December 11, 2018December 11, 2018 ~ Sheia Fae ~ 2 Comments

I am wearing your clothes today, Mother, my heart. Your earthy-tones with purple hues surround me. Your textiles embrace me with their softness as if they are striving to be your arms. I have given many of your clothes away to the worthy: to the ones who saw you for what you really were – … Continue reading Dusk with Stars and Missing the Sun

The Secret Life of Pain – A Rhyming Poem

December 3, 2018December 11, 2018 ~ Sheia Fae ~ 3 Comments

Poet's Notes: This was written in response to a journal prompt by Pixie Lighthorse from her book, "Prayers of Honoring Grief." The question was: How can I honor what I've been through?

Fire-breathing (spoken word)

November 16, 2018November 26, 2018 ~ Sheia Fae ~ Leave a comment

I haven't written or shared Spoken Word poetry in a very long time, but felt utterly compelled to do so yesterday as way to deal with my own feelings about the current tragedy of the Camp Fire effecting so many Californians right now, including my own family who lost everything. I wasn't sure it was … Continue reading Fire-breathing (spoken word)

A Blessing for The Hunters

November 8, 2018November 26, 2018 ~ Sheia Fae ~ 2 Comments

Friends always say, "Of course!" when they promise to keep in touch, keep the friendship alive, when a new mate is found. But I know you. Your hunger is so big, you struggle often to be anything else, and it's hard to think when you're starving. I know starving. Her name is Diana, you said. … Continue reading A Blessing for The Hunters

Dear Doulas

November 8, 2018November 28, 2018 ~ Sheia Fae ~ Leave a comment

Sometimes the jolts of pain in my guts feel like flashes of dying. Mortality and I are very close. I won't say we're friends but we respect each other. We know the power each of us has and the potential cost of playing. Lightning bolts in my capillaries and thunder in my soft tissues; A … Continue reading Dear Doulas

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