by Gerri Ravyn Stanfield | Mar 22, 2016 | Revolution of the Spirit, Revolutionary Poems, Uncategorized |
When I was little and couldn’t sleep at night, there was a giant bear who arrived at the foot of my bed and sing lullabies of dark blue and fresh green. He gave me songs of faery wings and jewels growing in caverns deep inside the earth. I coaxed the bear into my twin... 
by Gerri Ravyn Stanfield | Mar 20, 2015 | Revolution of the Spirit, Uncategorized |
I will survive this initiation too. My 92 year old grandmother’s body winces when she smiles. Momo can only give a ghost of her former laugh. She whispers to every nurse who comes in her room that I am her first born grandchild. I feed her small bites of a...
