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Sisterhood

Published November 30, 2020 by tindertender

If I show you my heart
Will you know what that means?
If I tell you the truth Will you still hold my gaze?
If I own all the parts that society shuns
Will you shun me too?
Would you choose to let me walk this path
Without you?

Or will you laugh that wild laugh,
Roar from your knees,
Dance like the wind
Strip like the trees
Will you throw out the lies
And the fear of ‘too much’
And redefine ‘sisters’
Beside me…

~ by Clare Dubois, Founder of TreeSisters
https://treesisters.org/

Image credit and deep thank you to our Artist Partner TamaraPhillipsArt/

Horses of WW1

Published November 13, 2020 by tindertender

His legs were broke, his wounds did bleed,
The soldier called him ‘Noble Steed’,
And put a bullet through his brain.
Then the soldier kneeling down,
Bent his head and cried,
‘You were the noblest beast of all,
Did your duty – answered the call’,
And I am filled with grateful pride
Through all the charges you carried me,
And never did you falter.
Though bullets whistled past your side,
And many men and horses died,
Your pace would never alter.
And so my friend this is goodbye,
I’ve done my best for you,
I’ve sent you to a safer place,
Where horses graze in gentle grace,
And wish I could go too.
Then in the sky above all noise,
He heard a singing lark.
He felt it was an Angel’s song,
And knew his life would not be long,
As the sniper’s bullet hit its mark.
They found them lying side by side,
A soldier and his noble Steed,
What sacrifice by man and beast,
Too high a price to pay for peace,
More than God and Man agreed.

(Grantham)

https://www.stableexpress.com/?T=Horses%20Of%20World%20War%20One

A Friday Poem

Published October 30, 2020 by tindertender

~ By Clare Dubois, Founder of TreeSisters
www.TreeSisters.org/give

Image thank you to our artist partner Tamara Phillips ART

How do I know
Who I am
When all I have been taught
Is who to be
According to rules
That belong to a past
That believed in the domination
Of nature
As a path to power.

How do I know
Who to be
When the judgment that gets thrown
Arises from a fear so old
That no one even knows
Why it’s wrong
To shine
Or show pleasure
As a woman
.

Why would I stay
Cooped up in a cage
Of shoulds and oughts
When this body
Is crafted from moonlight
And fire
And the deeper river
Of ancient knowing
Guides my every felt sense
Of what it means
To be a woman
.

So I stand
Shameless bright
My heart open wide
Wild crafted pleasure
And mountainous might
I define myself
As I set myself free
And I laugh out loud
As I birth a new me
For all women.

No Ordinary Life

Published October 17, 2020 by tindertender

She lost herself in the trees
among the ever-changing leaves.
She wept beneath the wild sky
as stars told stories of ancient times.
The flowers grew towards her light,
the river called her name at night.
She could not live an ordinary life
with the mysteries of the universe
hidden in her eyes.

~ Christy Ann Martine

🌎🌳 http://www.treesisters.org 🌎🌳

Artist Partner thank you to Andreas Lie
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