Poems by Megan Chapman

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  • Holding the space for my thoughts to take form,
    Listening to my soul’s voice deep within...

  • Is it a choice,
    To allow the winds of other’s storms...

  • Cicadas thrum,
    their golden net a hammock for memories of summer...

  • Like a seed
    unfolding the flower...

  • Out beyond princes and principalities
    Lies a plane...

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

  • Life is a long game.
    My life is my long game...

  • Recently I discovered this poem I wrote and typed...
    As I ran wildly crying...

  • Some say a poem is supposed to rhyme
    Though many don’t every time...

  • I have a new visitor in my garden,
    A Mummy Maggie...

  • Scale by scale I feel my armour dropping away.
    and places opening in me...

  • The mystery of words
    Is their meaning...