October 25, 2025
I cried to the moon goddess, Nyx, as the night began to wane.
“Goddess can you hear me?
The night is cold, and I need a guide —
One who will fill the path with light and power.”
October 24, 2025
A Bountiful Silence enables the reader to become deeply involved with Muro’s poetry to the point where, regardless of the trials of their day, the vibrant intensity of his words helps them to focus on the beauty around them. God knows we need that right now!
October 24, 2025
Once a year we cheer this fear and get our fill, each chill a thrill. We’re children still down deep inside where we must hide from guts and gore galore.
October 24, 2025
Domestic Violence is real! Do you know how it feels? This is an appeal For us to STOP THE HATE, STOP THE RAPE…
October 22, 2025
“Haunted!” she cried as she ran to her car. The sound of your laughter echoing in the empty building.
October 20, 2025
And the flowers trampled, they’re still growing / And the heart that I broke is still beating.
October 18, 2025
Her old Poppy thought she was the best.
He wouldn’t trade her for all the rest, even when she put him to the test.
October 12, 2025
Hello again Autumn. I thought it was you.When I opened the windows like I always doThe curtains went wild, dancing into the room.Arms sprouting goosebumps, I […]
October 3, 2025
“Faith is funny. The universe says ‘trust me,’ but trust doesn’t come easily. These days, like so many things, trust is tattered…”
October 1, 2025
With release
I forgive.
He called himself patriarch.
I let go.
He neglected love.
I let go.
He assaulted my body.
I let go.
September 28, 2025
She's like chartreuse in all that she does —
they know her name,
they know her function.
But no one knows who she is,
and no one cares that she is a person.
September 23, 2025
