Crimson on Shattered Glass

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Take me on tiptoes into the dark. Caress the essence from beneath my skin - leave your mark - in the places where we begin. Haunt me in silence - twist the truth - wander this world looking for proof. Slip between the skin of alive and deceased - let your soul falter until you accept peace - until I’m released. Pandora once let me out for you to ravage the worlds in my mouth. ‘Cause hope - it filters a trickle of truth into an obsidian cave suckling the absence of youth. © 2023 Stephany Moeller #love #loss #trauma #poetrycommunity #art #chronicillness #keepgoing #underwoodtypewriter #typewriterpoetry #maineartist #stephanymoeller #crimsononshatteredglass (at Owls Head, Maine) https://www.instagram.com/p/CqJoCXus_mX/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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You left paper tickets in my pockets; weighted promises never to be redeemed. © 2023 Stephany Moeller #stephanymoeller #crimsononshatteredglass #abandonment #grief #poetsofinstagram #chronicillness #keepgoing (at Owls Head, Maine) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpD32m9JdZV/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[phenixpyre]

It is said that before entering the sea
a river trembles with fear. She looks back at the path she has traveled,
from the peaks of the mountains,
the long winding road crossing forests and villages. And in front of her,
she sees an ocean so vast,
that to enter
there seems nothing more than to disappear forever. But there is no #other way.
The river can not go back. Nobody can go back.
To go back is impossible in existence. The river needs to take the risk
of entering the ocean because only then will fear disappear,
because that’s where the river will know
it’s not about disappearing into the ocean,
but of becoming the ocean. -Khalil Gibran #KahlilGibran #Fear #stephanymoeller #crimsononshatteredglass #Photography #poetry #art (at Saint George, Maine) https://www.instagram.com/p/CoYJ28GpKCi/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[phenixpyre]

Every night, I look for you - in every star - but a black hole has swallowed all that you are. © 2023 Stephany Moeller #love #loss #grief #chronicillness #art #poetry #writing #poetsofinstagram #stephanymoeller #crimsononshatteredglass #keepgoing (at Owls Head, Maine) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cn0cEGjO8fB/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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He came for me in his carriage all decked in black. A hand to hold, to unfold, the years of damage. He came to me for deliverance. In reverence. A hand to hold, to unfold, the years of silence. He came to me. He came for me- and that made all the difference. © 2022 Stephany Moeller #death #grief #abuse #chronicillness #crimsononshatteredglass #stephanymoeller #photography #poetry #art #poetrycommunity #writersofinstagram #keepgoing (at Rockland Breakwater Lighthouse) https://www.instagram.com/p/CnikX74uzlJ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[phenixpyre]

Lebkuchen 2022 (with lemon,vanilla, rose icing) #cookies #gingerbread #lebkuchen #baking #Yule #germantraditionschristmas #stephanymoeller #crimsononshatteredglass (at Owls Head, Maine) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cmm07jTO9qj/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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I made room in the closets of my heart for the pieces of you - but in my blindness I could not see that the rubble had buried me. Roman Columns and war-torn lands, fires burning along the sands, distant callings into the air seeking the truth between what is here and what is there. © 2022 Stephany Moeller #grief #trauma #courage #Rome #forgiveness #whatsyourstory #abandonment #love #stillmissingyou #hiddenstories #midcoastmaineartist #crimsononshatteredglass #chronicillness #memories #invisibleillnesswarrior #lossandgrief #mainewriter #stephanymoeller #art #poetry #photography #poetsofinstagram #photographersofinstagram #typewritersofinstagram #underwoodtypewriter #typewritersofinstagram #writersofinstagram #artistsofinstagram #keepgoing (at Rome, Italy) https://www.instagram.com/p/CmkYIWLOhQW/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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I speak in words that wash over me in waves; a typhoon ocean of rip currents- A heart enslaved by ferocious emotion. The pieces of me, floating in a pool of your sorrow; longing for fantasies fed in an IV drip of tomorrow. Grains, of gold and ivy, glistening against the sky- beckoning a resplendent light to settle on my skin and return the sparkle to my eyes. © 2022 Stephany Moeller #stephanymoeller #crimsononshatteredglass #grief #chronicillness #keepgoing #underwoodtypewriter #typewriterpoetry #poetsofinstagram #maineartist #poetrycommunity (at Owls Head, Maine) https://www.instagram.com/p/CmIIcpdub7e/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[phenixpyre]

I’m a very quiet person, but that wasn’t always true. As a young child I was extremely outgoing, extremely active, extremely motivated. Illness and trauma have transformed me into something else entirely. I’m still a fighter. At the soul level I’m still me…it’s one thing about me that I’m grateful for. The pain has never hardened me, it has only molded the edges and shaped my movements. It’s changed me so completely, but not at all at the same time. I’ve become more and more of an introvert, living in my own world because the outside assaults the pieces of me I’ve fought so hard to hold onto and because I’ve really had no choice other than to live differently. It’s not easy for me to share pieces of me with the world, it’s probably the most difficult project I have ever taken on. I’ve succeeded at doing so many things I should have not been able to do. I’m not sure if it’s just plain stubbornness or courage. Maybe they are the same. There is no courage without fear. All I know is that I put all of me into everything I do and while it is often painful, I don’t regret it. I only wish…that sometimes I could do more than just #keepgoing, but even that is enough. I am enough. You are enough. 🖤💜🖤 #keepgoing #crimsononshatteredglass (at Owls Head, Maine) https://www.instagram.com/p/ClNKN1MO1U5/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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Silent are the streets where ghostly memories lie. Where regret and bereavement forever roam by the haunting smiles of ocean fleets. I beseech you, please dont cry. Dreams and hopes continue to exist... left untouched and unmarred they prowl in the shadows. Bound beneath this ghost towns fist, they are sheilded from what time has scarred. Immortal is their every breath; incessant chilling whispers in your ear, of every passion and intension repressed.. leaving faint echoes of elation and fear. © 2022 Stephany Moeller #grief #trauma #ghosttown #virginiacity #Montana #silvergelatinprint #blackandwhitephotography #whatsyourstory #hiddenstories #midcoastmaineartist #crimsononshatteredglass #chronicillness #invisibleillnesswarrior #lossandgrief #mainewriter #stephanymoeller #art #poetry #photography #poetsofinstagram #photographersofinstagram #writersofinstagram #artistsofinstagram #keepgoing #msubozeman #writersonfacebook #abandonedplaces #smithcoronatypewriter #typewriterpoetry (at Virginia City, Montana) https://www.instagram.com/p/ClHty2TuzdZ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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There is a place where warriors rest, bloodied, with weapons set aside at no one’s request. We lay down in the damp moss of earth and gaze into never ending depths of atmosphere. Reflecting upon the reflected to contemplate worth. What is it worth to fight, to give, to breathe, to push forward or relinquish ground; to be seen… or unseen? What is it worth to heal and break in currents of faith? What is it worth to grasp the tired flesh, the final fire, of a soul’s last breath? What are we fighting for? Glory, holy relics, coppers or space; freedom, honor, or she or he or them or place? In restless rest we bandage mortal wounds continuing to fight in immortal tombs for whatever comes… Next. © 2022 Stephany Moeller #warrior #chronicillness #hiddenstories #fightorflight #trauma #war #poetry #maineartist #mainewriter #holdmyhand #youarenotalone #crimsononshatteredglass #whatsyourstory #stephanymoeller #photography #keepgoing (at Owls Head, Maine) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ck7NFSgObYg/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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"In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn saw sunset glow Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields Take up our quarrel with the foe; To you, from falling hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields." -John McCrae- We Remember. #JohnMcCrae #InFlandersFields #remembranceday #veteransday #griefandloss #sacrifice #poetry #photography #Rome #crimsononshatteredglass #stephanymoeller #maineartist (at Rome, Italy) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ck1u2sRORWu/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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-Epitaph- Where are you going? Sit with me for awhile beneath these branches of paper birch, strip away the bark of reticence. Whisper me the stories you long to utter, cry your salty tears into me and when the hurricane of passion grows calm, ingest my soul as your muse, paint the universe with your dreams. Etch the inked song of my memories beneath your flesh and bathe in the ashes of fiery rebirth… when you are sated, follow me home. © 2015 Stephany Moeller #epitaph #muse #intothedepths #afterlife #sayitnow #grief #trauma #courage #blackandwhitephotography #whatsyourstory #hiddenstories #midcoastmaineartist #crimsononshatteredglass #chronicillness #memories #invisibleillnesswarrior #lossandgrief #mainewriter #stephanymoeller #art #poetry #photography #poetsofinstagram #photographersofinstagram #writersofinstagram #artistsofinstagram #keepgoing #mthopecemetery #writersonfacebook (at Mt. Hope Cemetary Bangor, Maine) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkuA3aBuOXx/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[phenixpyre]

Slipping down into decaying fathoms of the mind, liquid caressing clouded depths of memories, vision blind. Submersed in slips of bleeding ink, seeping betwixt iron trees, moonlight waltzing hollows of shadows in wavering siege. Transient psychosis breaks, singed twigs, under heavy weight. Reaching arms warp an iron cage of contorted universal fate. Swirling currents of fading light, catch silt-choked silent screams, mirrored in glassine ice, threading betwixt decaying seams. Feeble fingers helplessly claw through silt into the scattering of daybreak. Serpentine hair, algae eyes voided… yet lifelessly awake. Weakened branches scarcely graze, vacillating in serous wind… tap tapping, bare calcium on glass coaxing shielded crystal to abscind. Fissures grow and spread in tremors of solace, as shadows creep over alabaster skin, birthing the lucid sight of a goddess. © 2015 Stephany Moeller #grief #trauma #courage #alcatraz #thebirdmansbathtub #sanfrancisco #silvergelatinprint #blackandwhitephotography #whatsyourstory #abandonment #hiddenstories #midcoastmaineartist #crimsononshatteredglass #chronicillness #memories #invisibleillnesswarrior #lossandgrief #mainewriter #stephanymoeller #art #poetry #photography #poetsofinstagram #photographersofinstagram #writersofinstagram #artistsofinstagram #keepgoing #msubozeman #writersonfacebook (at Alcatraz Island) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cj3x93tOWIm/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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The edges were rough, worthy of dangerously sharp, unclean, cuts that could cleave tender skin like fragile pieces of golden parchment. In time they smoothed with the rolling tides, scraped along molecules of rock and salt, polished, to perfection. It was then that the confluence of the Norns alined and rather than being tossed back into the violent waters of uncertainty the polished glass found its home, in tender hands it would have once lacerated, in the warmth of a well worn pocket... in the dawning of another odyssey. © 2015 Stephany Moeller #seaglass #transformation #whatsyourstory #hiddenstories #midcoastmaineartist #crimsononshatteredglass #StephanyMoeller #chronicillness #memories #invisibleillnesswarrior #lossandgrief #mainewriter #stephanymoeller #art #poetry #strength #photography #poetsofinstagram #photographersofinstagram #writersofinstagram #artistsofinstagram #keepgoing (at Owls Head, Maine) https://www.instagram.com/p/CjbmNM_OA3J/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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The White Dance Upon Eternity she watched the Truth seep from his eyes, liquid Lies dripping ages of fearful Holy ghosts Roaming callused cheeks pressed upon fiery coals. scars Screaming in ancient Tongues indeterminable from the raven's screeching lungs. silence. a silence suppressing Druid nights and Blood rights; celtic bells and liquid cells. she spoke in silent screams between Hammering heart beats, one. two. three. foreign Tongues Lashing out the Holy grail of pandora's Poison. four. five. six. Death came swiftly enough, let it flow as nightshade creeping the line between Throne and tar soaked ship wood; the wrath Of the banshee lashing a truthless rider of Waves. pretender. truthless. pretender. Scrimshaw disintegrating in the Devil's mist melting in a Forged holy tryst of newly birthed soul willing to unfold wings of Heaven and hell Spinning salty waves of sea Smoke to obscure the flight of fall. seven. seven. seven. hold on Baby, your wings are raised in Surrender, but The enemy can't see the White hot flames, until their fingers Dance Upon the color changing feathers of Eternity. © 2016 Stephany Moeller #silence #grief #trauma #courage #pretender #mentalillnessawareness #whatsyourstory #abandonment #love #poemswithinpoems #hiddenstories #midcoastmaineartist #crimsononshatteredglass #chronicillness #memories #invisibleillnesswarrior #lossandgrief #mainewriter #stephanymoeller #art #poetry #photography #poetsofinstagram #photographersofinstagram #typewritersofinstagram #smithcoronatypewriter #typewritersofinstagram #writersofinstagram #artistsofinstagram #keepgoing (at Owls Head, Maine) https://www.instagram.com/p/CjZB3hZOO7d/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[phenixpyre]

Ruffled feathers, missing moments; days pass quickly here without you. Swirling smoke and firelight; quiet thoughts washed ashore in waves of hidden tears and premonitions. I’m still here, swirling in dripping rings of moonlight, where you can’t hear me within your jumbled thoughts and fears; my parchment fingers, reaching into smoky air, for you, my dear. © 2022 Stephany Moeller #Love #unconditionallove #moments #thefingerprintsonyoursoul #youandme #trauma #abandonment #stillmissingyou #whatsyourstory #hiddenstories #midcoastmaineartist #crimsononshatteredglass #chronicillness #memories #invisibleillnesswarrior #griefandloss #mainewriter #stephanymoeller #art #poetry #life #strength #poetsofinstagram #photographersofinstagram #typewritersofinstagram #underwoodtypewriter #typewriters #writersofinstagram #artistsofinstagram #ᴋᴇᴇᴘɢᴏɪɴɢ https://www.instagram.com/p/CjG5PPdO8Tf/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=