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Closer

    The sky resembles the robin's eggshells
                                                      scattered across the ground,

a blue so seemingly infinite                     yet fragile,
cracks running between understanding and madness
 
       complementing each other

as divine truths in their own right
to conquer my mind,
to unhinge the doors,
making it unnecessary to pick rusted locks

      letting thoughts fly free,
                                       releasing love out into the horizon.

If frozen within caged snapshots of mildewed expectations,
      it will surely die,
                 but even so,
  I was willing to strangle it by holding on too tightly.

    
    Until I saw the sky and eggshells today


      Peppered clouds reflected on the water,
                                            paralleling speckles on the eggshells,
                                    remind me of the freckles on your face.

  We need to be wide-open-free,
                                                we need to fly,
         without focusing too hard on shells of yesterdays.

We need to unclench our fists,
unclench our tongues,
explore the vast blue peppered sky 
                                                 
                                                      on wings of letting go....

 so that we can once again feel with purity,       
 so that we can hold each other ever closer.







05.24.12

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Magic Beans





Our first awareness
      falling through time
      through blood-rain, pure white snow, green vegetation 
      down into deep earth
      warm sunshine
      cool wind
      soaking rain

Energy flowing-up through our pod
      each day we grew bigger
      snug together with brothers and sisters
      bursting our little cozy shell
      then one day
      a father and daughter
      plucked us from the vine
      stripped – we lay bare upon a tray
      disorientated and tender but alive  
      a life force deep inside us
      our skin soft but hardening 
      then sleep . . . waiting for the one

Daddy!!  Come see the beans
They changed colors
I see brown ones with white specks
      Yellow with black dots
      Orange with blue stripes 
But wait  . . .  there are three larger beans that seem to glow and vibrate
      one is blood-red
      another . . .  brilliant white
      the last . . .  forest green
What does this mean daddy?
Is it evil?

No my sweet darling
These are special beans
Descended from an ancient garden long ago . . . 
      no longer of this world
It was a place of love and light
No death but a deep communion between mother earth and us
The three beans are:  Peace, Purity, Prosperity 

These beans will feed a starving world 
      Bring healing to the hurting
      Laughter to the downtrodden   
      Hope to the desolate 
      Love to the unloved   
      Life to the dead
These beans hold deep magic

How do they work Daddy?
      a worthy woman is chosen
      who is humble of heart
      strong in spirit
      wise in love 

Who is this lady?
      the magic beans choose
      they only appear to the one female
      you, my darling . . .  you are the one

Me?  I am only a girl
I have none of these things . . . 
      the beans see deep within a soul
      they never lie
      they have chosen you 
      together you will change the world!

Daddy, I am scared . . .
I am shaking 
I am not worthy
      breathe deeply, close your eyes 
      put the beans in your mouth

Daddy, I taste sweetness
Molasses, ginger, caramel . . . now chocolate 
I see visions upon the wind
Blood, wars, rage, yelling . . . unbearable things
      yes, darling the evil is strong here
      let the blood from the red bean flow
      let it mingle with your love
      it will defeat this evil and bring
      healing and forgiveness . . . peace

The white bean is singing with my voice – Daddy!
Sweet is her song
I see merriment, laugher, dancing . . . 
People hugging and holding hands
My tears are falling
Filling rivers with waters of light, love and purity
Joy reverberates from mountains peaks

From my open lips runs rich green sap
Deep does the earth drink
Big drafts of life and love
I see fields flowing with
Cream, honey, and wine
Trees waving to the sun
The earth is rejoicing

I see beans being planted 
In a garden
A man and a little girl
      yes, my Little One, soar now
      fill the world with your love
      fill the wind with your song
      love generously 

Such is the magic of these colored beans







David Meade
1/26/2015

Love Generously

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The Wind

~~The Wind~~
            
           ---
Look into my eyes
Follow me into a world of ecstasy
There and only there
Will you find the peace to unwind
           ---

Beautiful brown eyes not blue
Shady lids, stunning  ocean view
Embracing every word 

Hear the wind whispers your name
Come with me
Drown with me
Into the abyss of loving rain
Embrace this moment as I draw you in with words
Release you with the warmth -------I was there

I Share--I take
I LOVE--I HATE
Into my arms
I am the charm
Around your neck
Around your wrist
Listen to the voice from my beating heart
It yearns
The freedom of touch
The freedom of speech. 
Of love, 
Of purity
Like the wind
I'll find my way
Into your heart
Arouse the cheerful energy
Of your insecurity and pen
Follow me into the sea
There we will fall into the deep
Build sand castles 
Around dreams of reality
Slip into my aura light 
Set to the rhythm of the oceanic night

Now, listen to the breeze
It's called out your name
It's only a matter of time----------------
You'll find yourself calling out...... mine

by; PD
Dedicated to all my loving friends & fans :-)

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- We Light Our Candles -

    
      


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                       XXHOPEXXXXHOPEXXXHOPEXX
                         XXXXLOVEXXXXXXLOVEXXX
                           XXXJOYXXXXXXXJOYXXX
                              XXXPEACEXXPEACEX
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The First Candle
The first purple candle, on the first Sunday of Advent
It is the candle of HOPE

The Second Candle
The second purple candle, on the second Sunday of Advent
It is the candle of LOVE

The Third Candle
The third purpel candle lit on the third Sunday of Advent
It is the candle of JOY

The Fourth Candle
The fourth purple candle is lit on the fourth Sunday of Advent
It is the candle of PEACE
                                                                                                                  
                                                                                                                        
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A Fifth light                                                                                                       
A white candle - It symbolizes Purity and Hope                                                
The Christ candle is lit on Christmas Eve or Christmas Day





28.11.2014
A-L Andresen :)                         
                                                                                                                         
                                                                                                                    

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In The Distance

Words like whispers electrify my soul,
Recharging me from the outside, making me whole.

You mysterious melody soothes me to sleep,
In my dreams we share the future we keep.

Eyes awake to the same twinkling star,
Miles away endless unseemly not so far.

Your words, soft caresses, I need to hear,
No need to hide, I read you loud and clear.

The sweetest touch that I have never felt,
We play the fate that we have been dealt.

Oh the enchantment of your poetic embrace.
Takes me to this fantastic fantasy of a place.

Spirit strong and sure, a heart of purity like snow.
You comfort me in tenderness, blessings you bestow.

I feel your passion for the passion of the purest kind.
When I read your words, inspiration I do find.

My friend, beyond the distance, I feel complete.
For in the night you have swept me off of my feet.


_September_04_2014____

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~ Destiny II ~

Smiling, as our glances would glimpse, knowing, as our souls would meet

Upon this plane of sphere, where time, it did not ever exist

These curtains, no longer drawn, exposing thresholds

That we both had crossed, wishful, and wantingly 

Into my arms, she then now waltzed, within her velvet, and silkened touch

Melting, into my depths her love, deep, inside of me

Silently, as I gazed into her eyes, kaleidoscopes, of cascading colors, reflecting

The endlessness, of these vast expanses of desires, longings, that we both could see

Much more than flesh, much more than barriers, much more, than life itself

Was the warmth, of her cherished breath, the essence, of her purity

Reaching, resurrecting a pulse, that I, we, should finally be

As the world stood still, and the skies became frozen

When our lips first brushed, an impassioned kiss, that would follow

The galaxies, exploding, from beneath the waters, of this now, washing sea

For no longer was she just a picture, and no longer, was she just a dream

Entwined forever, was this our spirits, as one, she became real to me

These souls that danced, amid the starlit heavens, unto the endless, of all eternity

She and I, and we alone, immersed within a light, a love

That no time, no life, no eyes, have they ever seen....

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

                                       ~ Destiny ~

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Beyond The Distance

 
Words like whispers electrify my soul, 
Recharging me from the outside, making me whole. 

Your mysterious melody soothes me to sleep, 
In my dreams we share the future we keep. 

Eyes awake to the same twinkling star, 
Miles away, endless, unseemly not so far. 

Your words, soft caresses, I need to hear, 
No need to hide, I read you loud and clear. 

The sweetest touch that I have never felt, 
We play the fate that we have been dealt. 

Oh the enchantment of your poetic embrace. 
Takes me to this fantastic fantasy of a place. 

Spirit strong and sure, a heart of purity like snow. 
You comfort me in tenderness, blessings you bestow. 

I feel your passion for the passion of the purest kind. 
When I read your words, inspiration I do find. 

My friend, beyond the distance, I feel complete. 
For in the night you have swept me off of my feet. 
 
The winds of change have blown you to me.
Blinded by this world you have let me see.

A passion for this life, happiness you bring to all.
I hear it in your whispers, I hear it in your call.

Yesterday left in the past, tomorrow brings hope.
You've allowed me to survive, allowed me to cope.

Hugs and kisses you give to me aren't enough.
You've made this weak man tough.

No pressure to perform, no pressure to impress.
Words we express, relieving all the stress. 

Words do inspire, your words are divine.
I'll follow you until the end of time.

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TO SHE: DRAWN TO THY BEAUTY {quatrain}

Drawn to thy beauty, grace rains down;
     I choose this drowning than a drought – 
Where ten thousand are called mine own;
     Yet, deny thee and live without.

Skilled not enough to understand;
     Words unheard, find their voice through thee;
As I reach out then find thy hand;
     I see light take darkness from me.

Chaos knits together unity:
     Thoughts run free, once captive in chains;
Cleansed from fear in thy purity;
     Would I leave, canceling such gains?

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God is Love

Love is an authority.
It dictates choice and consequence
and joins together all the wayward lamenters
who grieve at their loss of purity.

Love is an actuality.
It breathes new life into masochists
who wished to die a thousand times over
and prey upon the weak and fragile.

When you let love in at first, it may seem out of place,
like a foreign object lodged in your chest, a parasite
feeding on the brains of its host, thriving in darkness,
blood-letting leeches drain this swollen heart...

But love does not enforce kindness; only offers a gentle reminder
for anyone who's forgotten how great it feels
to give for the sake of giving
and not be afraid of his own shadow.

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Would you marry me smiling

Your words has made love to me under a spell
I feel just so alive inside your love sweetheart
flying echoes within beautiful songbirds singing in the valley 
Magic  whispers you're a dream stirring silver waves silently 
enchanting warmly upon a November breeze
Oh baby over and over honey in the mind golden turns 
crystal drops splashes of happiness
Sweetest child of eternal beauty shining brightly 
on one treasure sparkling jeweled gem everlasting memory complete
Looking across the mountains searching destiny I call your name 
haunting wolf howls alighting our souls unite as one body 
Our hearts marry together sparking ignites purity
Then looking out towards the ocean hills crumbling
they begin unfolding out this vision towards the sea
I fall crashing into your space thousands of miles away
in this nutshell smiling a Renoir dream classic
your an attractive intelligent  lady kiss me quick
Who is now holding high position of royalty inside four chambers
A picture hangs sweet kissing a diamond among'st maidens
desiring  hot one rose blushing red each petal crowning
emotions of passion pure in white forever burning flames
blue inside touching you softly in a feathered touch
 In gentle soft warm flickers each a beat
gently in the wildest dreams softly sings our song
Take my heart and join it with your's darling
walk with me upon golden sands 
dancing with joy finding such a queen
I sweetly surrender to you this soul
my pact true our lovers path 
forever and always holding hands 
our destiny divine and beautiful sings


this is something I spent quite some time alone writing just finished it today 

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A Divine Cascade

Glist'ing drops
Splashing into fine mist—
I become one with the waterfall.

Feeling joy
As droplets kiss my face
And enter my soul’s most sacred place.

Crystalline,
Anointing me with love,
Sustaining all life forms on the Earth.

Gratitude
For each divine droplet;
A cascading veil of purity.

© Connie Marcum Wong

Contest: Some Form of Crystalline sponsored by Nette Onclaud
November 3, 2014

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Speak Not to Me

Speak not to me of love, I cannot bear to hear
The fervent pleas you stoop to whisper in my ear
Speak not to me proclaiming staunch fidelity
Or how you will adore me through eternity

Speak not of how your love is stronger now by far
Than what it was before, so I must lift the bar
Speak not in vows regarding purity 
Of how you swear to worship me, and only me

I've heard confessions of this sort quite oft before,
No proof are they of love, I'll show you now the door
My heart has bled enough, I want the pain to end
Our love has run its course, why must I now pretend

While you were loving her, he started loving me
My broken heart he healed and showed me ecstasy
The shroud of pain you gave, he turned to joyous gown
My head with kisses wreathed and gifted me a crown

His ravished all the places unbeknownst to you
Each fantasy he played, each dream he made come true
His tongue, it sweetly roamed to each delicious place
Our bodies fused in rhythm, lost to time and place 

Speak not of sad regrets and turning back in time
Of seeking to recapture love that was sublime
Each night he speaks to me in passion's lovely rhyme
With heart and soul I speak and tell him he is mine!

For Georgio V's Iambic III Contest
This is written in Iambic hexameter
October 6, 2014
Eileen Manassian




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WHEN I LOVE THEE

I LOVE THEE I am no voluptuous beauty nor do I live a life of purity I can only say: I love wholeheartedly with all I am so truthfully I keep my heart open though it gets hurt so often I avoid to be irate as I know love changes the heart rate.. Guys tried to coo and woo, they say words as for "only you" Yet, hard to believe it is true as I see some untrue I give chances as my heart marks with tact entrances I learned from various instances looking man in romances In places where rules impede, two persons who wants to bid Not of money but of affection, in them must be determination I love thee not of what you have… Not even of who you are but to how you are to me… If I love you, don't tell me much what to do… As me, myself will show you, I am that real and true.. Yes, I am liked by many but tell you what: I don't like this honey nor am I proud of it in anyway One is enough to make me stay Stand with me through it all, I give my best not to fall My name your sweetest call echoing in every wall.. Hold me firm yet dear; allow me to move closely We'll make it anyhow, treading smoothly on flows... We are strong, aren't we? No one moving alone Together we'll face phases in tune, though there will dunes.. © OLIVE ELOISA D. GUILLERMO 3:25 pm, 07/13/2013 CONTEST: ANY POEM GOES #13 SPONSOR: POET DESTROYER 8TH PLACE (TO GOD BE THE GREATEST GLORY)

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God Gave You a Second Chance

God Gave You a Second Chance
 Not ready to leave this world with unfinished business determining the souls color; you’re on borrowed time! Prayers to heaven and words spoken from the heart brought perspective to what time remained. Fear and regret knowing this may be the end brought us closer than before. Always by your side loving, giving freely would now perhaps help spare your life adding color to your heart and soul.
The soul colored with Hope, Faith, and Love, the greatest being Love! I wonder have you given God what was expected for a second chance at life to color your heart and soul. Color determines the hearts purity and the soul’s condition. 
Souls are empty without love in the purest form; if you do not receive and give without fear, shame, or doubt!  From the outside looking in many colors of love surround your soul. I pray the love I give you understand the colors surrounding my heart and soul.
Love was holding you when death looked you in the face and love put death on hold! God and I give you Love. How do you face life and death now, with a heart and soul of vivid colors nourished by our love? God blessed us and we know what matters most. You now live your bucket list, God’s too.
Your list will end, mine too. Sharing with a loved one brings special meaning, understanding, and allows comfort taking away fear, pain, and panic. With unconditional love all’s shared. Colors of the soul glow, angels gather, and God gently lifts one unto himself. The guardian angels exit; slowly colors fade, a feeling passes the one left behind as the end has come. I imagine the colors of love in the heart and soul.
                                                                                                                                                             Debbie Knapp
		

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Let The Rain Fall

I could smell and sense 
the showers coming in the air
with an approaching storm.
I inhale this 
light little scent of heaven.
The rain will never dampen my spirits.
No umbrella for me tonight.
But, I don't mind, 
I'll walk in the rain.

I savor this 
sweet little taste of heaven.
The flavor is cool and refreshing,
with a purity 
that is almost indescribable.
It is cleansing to my soul,
I can feel it 
washing away my cares,
and making it okay to smile, again.

I experience this 
gentle little caress of heaven.
When it soaks through 
my jacket and my jeans.
My shoes splash
in the rain 
with every step that I take.
I can hear it 
tap dancing on the rooftops, 
with invisible feet.

The streetlights 
reflect on the wet pavement,
in pools of gold and silver.
The neon signs blink, 
red and yellow, 
blue and green.
Like drips of paint, 
it puddles on the street.
Bringing color 
to where there was none before,
only a flood of gray.
Now there is a palette
of fragrances to absorb.
Creating almost a rainbow 
in the nighttime.





Written by: Kelly Deschler
November 11th, 2013
For Nette Onclaud's contest - "Fragrance Of Rain"

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To You With Love

So sweet your Venus kiss had felt
Under the silhouette glow in fair July
When your coral lips would burn
My forlorn face with a bright smile.

For each hell would seem an eternal bliss
And each breath is a lifetime of many moons
When embraced by your loving charms
That greets me tender in the fragrant noons.

My hands would attend to the teardrops
On rosy your cheeks that drips in the night
And when the mistless morn would rise
I'd fetch you a rose in the quivering light.

Fear not the darkness that cheats your will
Nor those sorrows your days define
And let not the troubles disarm your face
Of the beauty that God design.

For when I gaze at you then I would see
The starry candle lights of the skies
That holds the truth,love and purity
That is written in your eyes.

Its not the beauty that you possess
That draws me closer to your grace
Nor fame,nor wealth,nor form the best
That my heart has found its place.

But its your love as much as grains of sands
That is vast like the heights above
So heres my heart within my palms
To you my dear with love. 

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Pastor Jack

A.W. Nutter

Pounding the pulpit with his fist
Sweat dripping from his brow
Preaching about Gods top ten list
The sinful Jews with their golden cow

Same old messages still in place
Pastor Jack’s patterns haven’t changed
Fear written on the altar boy’s face
A secret meeting has been arranged

Prayers end, the congregation stands
The pastor and boy move outside
Warmly shaking everyone’s hand
Wolf in sheep clothing able to hide

I casually walk across the street
Viewing the church pews now empty
The pedophile has made a quick retreat
Concealed in Satan’s, den of iniquity

Quietly, I traverse the wooden stairs
Listening at the door to the crying child 
Pastor doing damage only God can repair
How many children has this demon defiled

Stepping through his unlocked door
A look of surprise from Pastor Jack
Dropping the naked child to the floor
Realizing his first sin, had come back

Quickly helping the boy get dressed
Time to end his night frights and screams
To Pastor Jack’s head my gun is pressed
The child pulls the trigger ending his dreams

His face aglow with the purity of light
From sending his tormentor to hell
Walking out of the church into the night
Brothers with a secret that we'll never tell




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The Maiden of My Love

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Gliding joyfully through pleasures dens place; adorned afresh in her lovely bareness

Natures sweet child; the lady of my dreams this woman that, I adore; such purity 

Lying afore the fireshearth parting, her long silkened legs; she always knows...

Softly with a smile and her breast, rising amid this familiar desire; her beauty ~

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...“The Maiden, of My Love” *

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Love

Love is like a fire
It often expires
A comfort that revives
Your tender soul alive.

A blind joy soaring
The loveless signs ignoring
It rises high with freedom's grace
To spring a blush upon your face.

Love is sweet like antique wine  
It breaks the fetters of loveless mind.
Love is loving all the time
Love is a spirit unconfined.

Love is a constant kindness
A joyful untamed madness.
Love jealous not
Or is a selfish glut.


Love is a divine quality
Expressed in purity!


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Comfort's Angel

I had a dream that there appeared to me a little girl whose hands I touched were silk. Her tender eyes belied the purity of angels, and her skin was white as milk. She said, “In your despair, I heard your call for comfort, which I’ve come to bring to you. My hands do not look strong, for they are small, but used in prayer, there’s much that they can do.” Before me, in the darkness of that night, with palms upturned, she gently closed her eyes, and as she prayed, I saw a stream of light shine down with myriads of butterflies. I woke most splendidly refreshed in bed to see a monarch flutter near my head. Written 12/20/13 by Andrea Dietrich and Based on Visual #7 in nette onclaud's WITH THESE HANDS Contest

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Passionate Embraces

Passionate Embraces

The day is here and there is a sweetness in the air
I hear the sweetest song that you have sung so rare
The warmth of your breath, your light whisper and tender semi-tone
Are like a heightened charismatic of charmed angels of fine bone.

China alluring contemptuously for all to be enticed like bright eyes
Fading as I feel your soft warmth touch and purity of paradise
The exotic fading flowers all full of budding charms
Are fading as I lay within the beauty of your soulful arms.

I'm hearing your sweet voice, sensuous lips and missing your whimsical 
hands as they stroke my breast
As your bright eyes are roaming to feel around thus lay upon my waist
Tonight I'm smelling the fragrant aromas of love as it begins to weave
Enticingly into all the seasons as they call shut upon this eve.

As the night prolongs unto the dusky holiday or holy-night
To hear our cries of passionate love with the beauty of heightened delight.

Written: Nov. 12, 2013
Eve T. Carter

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The Unicorn

The unicorn horse, 
With a horn on its head, 
Is just a mythical animal
who runs in the forest, 
The unicorn myth, 
shall always live on.
A legendary horse, 
next to legendary man.
But through times of greatness, 
the myth lives on.
While grazing the grasses.
and roaming the lands.
The unicorn's exsistence, 
extraordinarily lives on.
A shimmer of hope, 
he has brought to the masses.
a symbol of purity and grace, 
throughout the Middle Ages, 
The Renaissance horse
has written the pages. 
The Unicorn's horn, 
was used for defenses, 
The Unicorn's legs
could jump many fences, 
Across the lands, 
and down to the sea.
The Unicorn's exsistence, 
was as rare as can be.
Strong as an Ox, 
he could never be captured.
By the grasp of the virgin, 
the horse could not flee.
The Virgin Mary herself, 
would not let the horse free..


Unicorn Poetry by Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 2014.All Rights Reserved.

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A Single Rose

For you, my love, I’ll be a single rose
of crimson hue, and velvet to the touch.
So warm in contrast to your fallen snows,
yet yearning for the thrill of winter's clutch.
Soft petals form a heart so firm and true,
unyielding to the tempest of your reign,
and though a cold wind nurtures doubt in you,
such purity of love I could not feign.

Dilemmas of the soul so keenly felt.
Bestow my love? or must it stay a dream?
for if I warmed your heart 'twould surely melt
and I would lose you to the flowing stream.

And so, my love, this single rose I’ll hide
and keep the love I feel for you inside.


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A Christmas Snow

A Christmas Snow




There is something so magical about a Christmas Snow
The way it sparkles like diamonds within its elegant glow
Igniting the beautiful aura of stars that exist from heaven’s grace
Shining back into our eyes that reflect a smile on everyone’s face

As the nostalgic snow begins to cascade gently down from the sky
It releases its dust to weave a blanket of white upon the ground from way up high
Preserving the earth with purity, peace and joy on the grounds below
Creating an angel’s presence appearing within a Christmas Snow 

When you touch a Christmas snow
A warm feeling of comfort is felt within its cold
Soothing us for all the stress that we own
Yet freezing our precious memories to never grow old  

Peace on earth, good will to men is all we wish for in the world today
Beyond the tragedies and the misfortunes, a beautiful Christmas is on its way
We just have to look closely into the snowflakes coming down on Christmas day
There we will see reflections of a world full of harmony before a Christmas Snow melts away  

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On My Own Terms

Mama became sick when I was in sixth grade,
It was really hard to cope with sacrifices we made.
Kids were cruel and did not understand the reality,
Of a trying pathway now set out before Daddy and me.
I was picked on and laughed at, hair pulled, I was teased.
I let them laugh to my face, shoved down on broken knees.
Until the day I rose to fight, facing my bullies I fought tough.
I would never give in to bullies again, I became jagged and rough.

My spirit fought hard. Tears, love, experience, learns and yearns,
I'm living my life on my own terms!

Boys tried to take me on, take me out, and have me surrender.
I never let one kiss and tell, My purity would never dive under.
I met my prince charming for whom I had waited for a ring.
Years and years of waiting peacefully for love, joy it did bring.
While all my girlfriends partied hard, their lives fell off the spotlight.
I sat in the shadows quietly waiting, I shined when the time was right.
The first kiss was heaven, and every taste was even sweeter than before.
Two rings, three kids, a family, how could I have asked for more.

My spirit fought hard. Tears, love, experience, learns and yearns,
I'm loving my life on my own terms.

I started feeling something, deep inside my body, it grew,
I went to the doctors to confirm what I already knew.
Mama suffered so many years, I was too young but it came.
When I got the news of my sickness, nothing would be the same.
Children grown and married, husbands fingers worn to the bone.
No one should see me suffer, I put a payment on the headstone.
Softly I said my goodbyes, no one could stop me from my choice.
I wanted to say I love you, while I still had a strong, firm voice.

My spirit fought hard. Tears, love, experience, learns and yearns.
I'm leaving my life on my own terms.



08-17-2014
*fictional story, I have no feelings on the if suicide is okay speech, this story is just a character, it is what is it is.