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Beauty In Flight

Nere an insect can compare
To the beauty of this winged creature,
Whose brief life brings such pleasure to the admirer of nature.
That one does revel at the sight
Of this graceful creature taking flight
And wonder how one brief glimpse
Of the butterfly brings such pleasure.

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The Walk

One day during my morning stroll I took an unexpected turn
Whereupon I came to an alley
Down which I had never traveled before.
I decided this day to take this new path
Through the streets of a city I had roamed daily for the past ten years.
I knew not what to expect on this day,
And so I was filled with an uneasy excitement.
Curiosity overcame the voice that begged me to be cautious,
And I entered the back world of a parallel existence with a queer anticipation.
As I walked - I was greeted by a sea of lifeless faces,
Hollow eyes that saw no past and looked to no future.
Sad were the fragile bodies that walked these alleyways
Covered in ragged and tattered clothing.
And a distinct smell of unwash lingered in the air, 
Which seemed to them to be quite natural – 
Which I found quite odd.
A scruffy man lying on a bed of boxes reached out to me
And I, content on my stroll, flinched only briefly to notice
A seemingly broken soul looking to me as I passed --
I wondered, “Was he once full of  dreams of a beautiful life?”
Now lying in a bed of boxes, crushed under life’s thumb.
And as these strangers looked upon me,
A voice (I knew not from where) begged me to help them.
Pain and sadness lived in those eyes which looked upon me -
And inside I felt a twinge of guilt,
As if by having some bit of privilege,
I myself had lain them there 
To look upon me with their desperate eyes.
In those moments, as I walked, viewing the withering bodies
Lying in the gutters of darkened alleyways
A picture was forever burned into my soul 
And I began to feel hope.

Copyright February 2005

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My Secret Place

Lying in the soft grass I watch
Morning rays peak through embracing branches
As dew springs forth on blades of grass-
Reflections of iridescent light bounce off walled bushes
And dance with water on green leaves. 
Birds sing as they bathe in the gathering dew. 
Their melodies drift through the air,
A signal to all that everything is at peace.
Velvet petals open and stretch toward heaven -
Begging the sun to smile upon them and share its light.
Reflections on water 
Mirror images of distorted beauty, 
Then gently fade and wash away.
All is calm in this enchanted place
Where earth and heaven bring nature to life.
There is no past - no future - only this beautiful moment.

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Comes the Morning

Comes the morning,
When light peaks through shaded windows
And spreads its warmth across me
Begging me to wake.
Images brought by darkness
Are put to rest by the sun’s awakening rays.
Moments conjured by my unconscious mind slip away
As I lie in my bed on the edge of wake.
With slow divergence comes the reality of a new day.
The world awaits me!
Yet, my mind is slow to let go of its parallel word
Where I live and laugh and love with no restraint.
For a mere moment darkness and light collide.
And I find I am enlightened by my darkened memories as 
They mix with the coming light.

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Hope

She left in the Winter 
With the fading colors of fall.
As blossom mantled hillsides 
Smothering life beneath snow’s blanket
We laid her to rest.
Sweet songs of sorrow echoed the air.
No comfort brought comfort.
No smile brought joy.
While barren trees stood watch over the sleeping land
She, like the winter, slept.
When Spring awoke, 
And sun brought the sleeping land to wake
With every blossom she returned. 
Each new bud brought her sweet scent.
Each sight of beauty radiated her.
Every breath sent her surging through me,
As memory tempered sorrow.

 

                                    ~~Pamela Russell~~

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The Letter

He read the letter.
And in that moment He knew she was gone.
He contemplated going after her,
Contemplated his life - without her.
Lifted his glass and toasted her image to the midnight air -
Then drank to her courage.
But his longing this night could not be filled by wine or spirit.
And so he draped himself in a blanket.
Wrapped it tightly around himself
So it held him as her arms had so many nights.
And he sat down by the fireplace and dreamt her into him.
He filled himself with her image,
Listened to her voice,
Felt her touch
One last time
Then he let her go.

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The Beach

My comfort lies on this beach
Looking out over the vast aqua-blue
Whose shimmering-crests 
Sway under the moon’s tender glow
And melodic-clashes I long to hear.
Graceful waves ebb inward 
Sating the thirsty land
Dancing as they lick my toes
Only to be pulled back out to sea again.
With each step I sink into the cold-wet sand
And leave my print, 
To be slowly washed away with the coming tide.
This is my life moving forward
As the memories gently wash away with time.

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Innocence

And count me one-hundred
Among those whom you have chosen
To bestow your beautiful smile of deceit.
You who look upon me with eyes that promise
What your heart does not hold,
And with false tongue
Ask for my youth
Expecting me to give
That which I hold most precious.
But I will not be treated as one of your sheep
To let you feast upon my innocence
And return me to the fold
Innocence lost.

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The Giant

Few were as large as he
The giant of our family
Who ruled with stern hand,
And from all around he did command
A respect; and from every person rose
What he demanded.
Few were foes
Of this giant man.
But twas for fright or affection
They pledged their hand?
For there was a tenderness
Beneath the man
Only glimpsed by those allieged.
Still, few could understand
The tender giant.