Poems by Megan Chapman

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  • Here on the driest continent on earth
    the smell of rain was named...

  • Those grey years of angst,
    Of treading water in a sea of tears...

  • Abundance (9) 5

    My gratitude for the eternal golden light of...
    Flooding my lonely darknesses...

  • Purity (8) 4

    I gave and gave
    Not enough! they said...

  • How will I know when my ‘new’ normal has...
    I doubt there will be fanfare, fireworks and...

  • Empathy (6) 1

    In the curve of her back I could see her pain
    and that her very light was dimmed...

  • Cicadas' thrumming
    A golden net of sound...

  • Soul (6) 5

    Unseen eternal radiance of purity,
    Illuminating goodness, beauty and truth in all...

  • Grace (6) 4

    In meditation, floating in the ocean of...
    Sometimes...

  • In the calm vibrant stillness of meditation,
    Enjoying the Isness of my Being...

  • Stuck (4) 3

    It feels like
    my words are...

  • Sometimes the fog of numbness lifts for a minute
    And I find myself hard up against the grief...