Red MoonEagle

Racism in places of power

When Naming Truth Disrupts Comfort: On Clarity, Community, and the Cost of Being Seen

a Poem dedicated to those who have been witness to The Rage Yellows caught Round and round In the spiral Not aware they can Step out,...

A poem I have walked into a room Our eyes lock Instant knowing Recognition Impact Breathe in and out Aware past the true form To see the...

Poem for Joyce, a sister once. Kissing your hands, I see the wrinkles. I see the beauty of age and wisdom. I see the resilience in the...

Poem When one decides to seriously study and grow with “the work”, something within us, rises up, resisting the change. The capacity of...

poem story Dedicated to Martin F. 2024 ** The girl groaned, strained trying to hold Time still It pushes, sways, bends, slips, voids Away...

Poem Hope was basking In sunlight and rainbows Gently swaying with the wind Feeling the tickles of grass and rolly pollies Hope sang the...

A Poem. The Elements of Surrender (C) By Red MoonEagle Surrendering to the Movement of Earth Surrendering to the Breath of Air...