A Winter Welcome For My Readers

Cherie Ann Turpin, UDC Winter Reception 2019

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Not bad for 52 years old.

Poetry is coming.  I’ll have some guests from my classes come and share as well this spring!

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Tomorrow never arrives

Tomorrow never arrives in the place we call the here and now. Today is all you’ve got right here, right now. Live and act accordingly.

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fertile rite

moon
drawn down
you squeeze
you pull
you draw
thick blood running
rivers between my thighs
you rub my uterus raw

red moon during night time

A Saturday Groove While I Work

I’ll be updating this songlist, but take a peek while I do some errands. I’ve got tracks 4-10 on repeat, especially 647.  I’ve got some new erotic poetry to post.  Soon.

For the narcissist enraged at rejection, this is for you.

“Love is not ownership or possession. It is not vampiric or obsessive, either. Learn to let go.”

I wrote this in 2013.

Fall thoughts for poetry —random language

as I turn 52 this month I’ve been thinking about menopause a bit….I skipped this month….my eggs are no longer plentiful…..yet my desire to couple does not cease….Sex really is far beyond procreative meaning…..I will miss the power of blood when I reach the point of becoming Crone…..but this understanding of being a woman who is magical surpasses the womb…..a poem is coming to the surface……