Feel the mossy surface of forgotten shelter. Dancing with ghouls and goblins the parade of trees and spirits reign free. Many masks hidden mysteries with beautiful designs appearing as Persian carpets here we are cradle hands orbiting around Lightning began to shine and crackle flashed into our eyes. We all felt the spark and saw a white peacock with a prolapsed heart on her outer chest. Whistle and sing we bite the golden rings let us bleed.
A pregnant ewe
With a prolapsed uterus
And the lambing season
Hasn't even begun
Such are the problems
That confront us here on the farm
As we tend the livestock
Till the land and plant seeds,
Waiting for the harvest to arrive.
W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly. 2021
9/8/21
Eternal light
Shines on you and i
Enriching the soul
And all that is
Grow towards
The heavenly glow
Bask
In the diamonds of energy
That empowers all life
On earth
Let it bathe you
With all its glory
A sturdy source
Shall consume the lands of time
It is
You are
All that is divine
You know
What will come of thee
Once your moment
Doth arise
Your once prolapsed ego
Shall seize
And neutralize
Mankind shall recreate
What mankind
Chose to forget
You shall do
What your forefathers did
Without much regret
For if thy purpose
Is ignored
You are sure to be the threat
And a loss of life
Is limninent
Time itself will stop.
3rd march 2015 written by sarah linklater
Fragile, I cracked, collapsed
Into a screaming ocean of tears
My womb of sanity aborted, prolapsed,
I was borne through corridors marbled with fears
As broken and scattered
As the dog-strewn eggshells
I splintered, fell shattered
Lost in a maze of mind-hells
How long did I lie there, crumbled,
Flotsam & jetsam, pieces and bits
Awash on gray sands? Tried to rise, but I stumbled
Imploded, exploded – helpless gasps, nothing fits
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You helped clean the trash that covered the floor
But to you, your sad sister was on a far distant shore
“Wow! You’re a mess!” was the best you could offer
Even cold comfort you were unable to proffer –
You sat by, on the couch, adrift in your world
While your fellow lay sobbing, fetally curled
Helpless and hopeless, my threads all unraveled
Only three feet between us, the road left untraveled