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Had an absolute blast touring with Sarasvati Productions for International Women’s Week, March 2019.
Summer is very short in Manitoba and one of my favorite things to do is sit out on the deck play my guitar and watch the sunset. This little story book of tunes is the end result of hours noodling on the deck on hot summer nights, playing guitar for no particular reason other than the sheer joy of it.
The winter are hellishly long like 6 months long, to pass the time I’m recording in my spare time. As I do I will upload them for you to enjoy.
Thanks for listening.
Adorned
feathers of a peacock.
Blue, orange and gold.
Shuffling, preening, sunlight glints, shattering upon my beauty.
Adore me for I know I am beautiful.
Insolent, arrogant and invincible.
In the shadows between my feathers I am haunted.
Hunted by the darkness, it cracks my paint, peals my skin.
Burns my eyes.
My crown tarnishes at its touch, my soul freezes from its breath.
Where ever I run it follows me.
Running through the forest I catch my foot on my pride, the ground rears up to meet my grace.
I feel its weight between my shoulders pressing out my breath, tearing at my feathers. Scattering my paint, my skin and my grace.
It takes my eyes and turns them to the inside.
Hear my screams echo through eternity.
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