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“The doors to the world of the wild Self are few but precious. If you have a deep scar, that is a door, if you have an old, old story, that is a door. If you love the sky and the water so much you almost cannot bear it, that is a door. If you yearn for a deeper life, a full life, a sane life, that is a door.” ― Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Women Who Run With the Wolves: Myths and Stories of the Wild Woman Archetype
What is your door? Turn on some music and dance into that question, when the music stops sit down and write for five, ten, or thirty minutes.
Word Prompt: Wild Self
Shadow Poetry type: Etheree is a traditional poetry form/type.
This is a blog hop! I am doing something different with this month's mini poetry challenge, I am sharing the same linky every day and you can link up every day that you have a poem. Share your poetry by coming back and linking up and then grab the link code and put it on your page. Visit your neighbors and share word love in the comments!