Tuesday, August 14, 2018

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Tomorrow is full of sorrow

how do I know?

Because I feel the ice beginning to melt

and the vibrating sting

by the corner of my eyes

I hear the future cries ringing in my ears

life may end tonight

but I'll never know

not till the snoring stops

and her body lies dead in her bed

her bald head will still be on her fluffy pillow

but her soul will be up in the heavens

near G-D

and perhaps they will hold hands

my dear sweet daughter

she is nothing but innocents like a spring day

she never... Read More

A darkening fogClouds my reasonBlurring my visionImpairs my willHalting my movementKnocks my kneesKnowing my lossI fallChest on fireFeeling the world's Full weight onChest on firePanic sets inAir, need airNo way inNo way outFading to blackHelp!, I shoutSilent call unheardPain becomes distantUnfelt feeling thereNot here whereI pass out

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At the edge of the daffodil gardenTwo lone daffodilsFacing each otherSolemnlyLonely Thinking they are the only daffodilsIn the entire world

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I long for past summers Summers filled with hikesHikes through wild fields Fields of wind swept wonderWonder of a world unknownUnknown loss of innocenceInnocence replaced by knowledgeKnowledge that leads to longingLonging for past summers

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My six years old brother, who makes money returning glass bottles to the shop, brings home a donkey he’s bought for a fiver. He wants to keep it, but mother says that the third floor in the middle of town is not a good place for a donkey. My brother takes the donkey round to see if his friend would buy it off him.At dinner my father tells me not put my elbows on the table. I ask him why, and he brings to the table a book called ‘Table Manners’. I promise to read it if he washes the dishes in my stead..I hear my mother screaming: “Either the snakes go or I go,” when she finds the snake boxes... Read More

When you look at the sky what do you see?

Birds in the wind,

Or clouds floating by?

Can you still see the sun

When it’s dark all around?

When you look at the clouds what do you see?

A rabbit or an angel,

A horse or a devil?

Can you still see the blue

Through the clouds above you?

When you look at the stars what do you see?

Diamonds flickering,

Or hydrogen burning

In the vastness of space of time –

The origin of all life.

When you look at yourself what do you see?

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Too many times I've stood before a mirror

And gazed into Eyes I did not recognize as my own

Evil eyes. Angry eyes. Eyes full of hatred.

The dark and the light collide into one space

As I long to bring myself into the existence I know

Wholeness makes my heart beat fast;

Adventure within my soul, yet--

The elation of airiness has me float like a marshamallow

Beyond this world and back

Light as a feather, stiff as a board.

It's not the temptation I shall fear,

But its leader that I follow--

The devil masquerading... Read More

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Musings Of A Poet

Agree Barb, throwing the baby out with the bath water 'aint the answer. Take care. :>)

Musings Of A Poet

I know Rigina, when it takes a week for legite comments to appear it is upsetting, and it is killing the site slowly. Surely there must be a better way to address the spammers and floggers. Also taking away ratings if you do not post in a period of...

Musings Of A Poet

ed i was one of the original complainers about people using this site to flog their stuff. Now legite comments don't show?