My Womanifesto

Bliss Ripple is a catalog of clues— fieldnotes for living into one’s internal bliss. Compiled through the creative works of poet, artist, musician, and mama Maggie A. Bishop, Bliss Ripple explores the idea of resounding joy— how to create it and expand it through living with passionate honesty.

Here you will find poems, songs, and observations written under the influence of inspiration Maggie finds scuttling and searching amidst the varied Missouri landscape with her wonder-son, adventurer Arlo, and her artist-partner and dream confidant Josh (who is also a photographer and music promoter). 

 

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Wednesday
Nov222006

My Mom.

My mom used to smoke pot.
I think about her--
with her long, flipped out,
Farrah Fawcett hair.
Her tan skin,
because her dad built pools.
I wonder how she laughed,
if its at all like she laughs now:
Eyes shut, full smile making
her nose crinkle up, head thrown back.
I wonder if it is at all like I laugh now.
I wonder and I hope it is.

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