Sky Boivin - Author/ Artist

27 jan 2020 Stay She will never say it out loud. She will always put others needs Before her very own. Caring, loving, understanding  Always she tries to be.  She will lay awake Endless and sleepless nights; Alone in her thoughts Alone in her pain. Wishing she knew the words To send things away. Endless restless nights Until they suddenly become dawn Wishing for someone to hear her cry Deep within her own soul As she tends to them all. She will never say it out loud No matter how much  she screams it inside. She will always be the one To remain helping others She wishes she knew the words To fix it all. She will shed the silent tears forevermore; Awake and alone She shall feel doomed to be Wishing someone will But she will never say the word Stay

  Animal spirit   Date:    Sat 05/26/18 04:25 PM   Egyptian cat was really silver fox.   And at work its a red fox. Playful near my trash area Meanings found: Red Spirit animal- time to tap into your own psychic senses. Totem- belongs to those who understand wisdom can be found in humor. Power animal (invoke)- when you need help to avoid confrontation. Native American tradition, fox is a fire-bringer who possesses healing abilities and has strong ties with shamanic practices. Brings cleaver solutions to situation. Ones that require determination and persistence along with some serious forethought. Get past illusions. See things clearly before moving forward. Aesop used to teach to overcome fear, esp the unknown. Let animal spirit teach about the art of concealment when you are overexposed. Shares lessons about observation and attuning w your environment. Problem solving aptitude and keen mental faculties sum up fox meaning. Spirit animal- Gray

Dripping blood The roses on this side of the mirror are not red; They are black as the darkest night instead. They absorb all that comes near their beds. As they blossom and grow, a river forms below; Of the blood that drips from their tips of red. Alice sits and wonders just how this is so. On the grass before them, staring deep into their blackness; She tries to make sense of all that is different. Nothing is the same in the dark mirror. But these flowers that bloom always here, Are of her most current concern. They always seem to drip from their tips of red, The black petals never withering away. As she steps closer one quiet day. She peeks around to see who is abound Before she steps into the flowing river below her toes. She brings her face as close as she dares To have the blossoms barely touching her nose. She looks deep upon these roses long and hard; Before realizing fast the tips that drip before her eyes Are in fact, truly drip

The Dark Mirror She stands before the tall thing of wood and glass. The reflection back at her, is not of her own; But of what might be, dark and deep. She stares back at herself; her other, darker self. She stands before the solid wood frame, And places her hand lovingly along the side. As though she is in a trance. It calls to her to come inside. Forget all that is, forget all that once was. She could escape for a short while. But would they really notice, If she was to disappear into the dark realm? Alice could just go slip inside for a short while. It would not be very long, she promised her mind. Just long enough to forget all that has come to be. She would lay among the blackest of flowers And sing along to their sad, woeful laments. She knows of those songs all too well. She caresses the ornate carvings along the frame, Debating more with her brain. She could sit with the mad hatter and the march hare; Share in their lovely littl

ŋɛῳ ℘ơɛɱ Ⱥʍօղց Ӏąѵҽղժҽɾ The moon shines pale Hanging high above As she steps out in the fields Fragrant lavender flows into her nose. Sheer blue dress Hangs upon her silken skin. She floats to the middle Playing her fingers Along the delicate flowers. She breathes in deep As she closes her eyes. Smiling as she loses herself in the smell. She begins to twirl Dancing in the flowers Under sweet moonlight. The stars show themselves Revealing to her their brilliance. She opens her arms wide As sheer blue scarves float around Tilting her head to the heavens The stars fall gracefully around her. Her dress now shimmering In the starlight Dancing around her. The lavender shimmers in starlight. She twirls playfully in the flowers The sweet lavender rising up As the stars sparkle bright. She feels a hand upon her waist She spins slowly around To welcome her lovers arms. They stand and kiss Among starlight, moo