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Elyzabreath Deepening

Creative child of the Divine deepening into the embrace of gratitude, the breath of life/spirit, & her heart. I post mostly poem snippets.

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Sep 21, 2026
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  1. Issue · Sep 21, 2026

    September Poems (opens the original)

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    Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedI. I’m remembering again how the long shadows of youth fell in the garden of my heart, how they lay against the dew of my desires almost tenderly. I’m remembering again, as if from a dream, my long-ago laughter floating on the breeze, bare of shame as a newborn, finally free. II. I haven’t given up the ghost of my wanting you. It’s just another sad & lonely presence chasing the light of understanding your absence, until it

  2. Issue · Aug 29, 2026

    August Poems (opens the original)

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    I.It is a soft sound, this hum I notice in the air. It waits at the edge of my ears,circling them like a bee it’s flower. What of the hum once it dares to dip inside my ears & taste the nectar within? It grows richer, fuller, sweeter here. Here it is safe to be nurtured. Here it is safe to be held. II.I reach into time like it is a tree laden with ripe fruit, bursting with the sweetness of nostalgia. I pluck a childhood memory from the nearest branch, bite into the crisp, juicy flesh of a summer

  3. Issue · Jul 25, 2026

    A peek at my process (opens the original)

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    I.You have come into the world to see with the infinite eyes of your soul. You’ll stray from the path you’ve wandered down during many sleepless nights, know the echo of humility in the hollow of your bones. Too late for shadow keeping, the crone whispers. Tear off the edge of night with your mouth, swallow the stars, let the moon reflect its glow in your gut.II.My heart: that steel drum, hammered relentlessly by rain & your hands. My heart: that precious gem, cut over & over until it refracts b

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