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The Worry Dolls

There is a tiny box of dolls
On the shelf by my bed
Each doll is for one worry that
May swirl inside my head

The box was given to me by
A friend, whom I adore
It started me to wondering
Just what is Worry for?

Does it serve any function as 
I purpose through each day?
Will it relieve my deepest pain
Or guide me on my way?

Can it lesson my misery 
Would it minimize strife?
And, will it add one single hour
To the end of my life?

The answer to my question is
Of course, "NO", it cannot!
So, Worry has no place in me
No victory it's wrought

The dolls-- I'll keep them anyhow
And use them differently
I'm sure my good friend wouldn't mind
A new idea, you see:

I'll pluck each miniature doll
From its box every night
And thank the Lord for giving me
A more eternal sight

Yes, with each petite figure I
Shall count one blessing too
And pray before I sleep that He'll
Make anxious hearts like new!

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The Ice Enchantress

As droplets freeze half-breathed
     From the mouth of Winter
          Howling winds, foreboding
               Bring gloom to pale landscape
                    Yet the Ice Enchantress 
                         Conjures sultriness:
                              Fluttering tree lashes
                                   Snow-covered ample breast
                                        Her crystal lips invite
                                             She burns  despite the chill
                                                  And dares adventurers
                                                       To succumb to her will
                                                            Despite the threat of death
                                                                 It's futile to resist
                                                                      The cool invitation
                                                                          Which glistens from her eyes
                                                                               As she entrances those
                                                                                    Who cannot look away
                                                                                          But step so willingly
                                                                                               Into a blissful fate








First place in Constance La France's "Let it Snow" contest

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Admittedly Aries

If we have butted heads and you're feeling run over
If the words that I speak send you running for cover
If my swift, wicked comebacks can sting like none other
Know, as much as I fight, deep inside I'm a lover

I'll embrace the STRENGTHS and fight the WEAKNESS
But I'm not sure I'll ever be the type for MEEKNESS
Born the year of the SHEEP under the sign of the RAM
You can hate me or love me, but I who I AM

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Indulgence

Sweet the taste of honeyed lips
Upon my own, now drenched in bliss
Nectar tempting, beckoning with
Passion's most consuming kiss
 
Outpouring tenderness so softly
Though hearts are heavy, they alight
Engulf each thought of rationale
As we succumb to this delight
 
Outside nothing else exists
While this rare moment we prolong
Ceasing fight and argument, now
We give in to the siren song
 
The melody we play entrances
As would hypnotic pendulum
Heart strings strum forbidden dances
As it beats a savage drum
 
Leading up to its crescendo
The rhythm pounds erratically
Pulsing, raging, beats the tempo
Until we find our ecstasy

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Haunted Orb

Luna's specter glows
   Gazing at her reflection
In the black night sea







Inspired by Raul's "Reflections" contest

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Senior Moment?

How is it that I

Can forget the objective

Before I get there?










Writer's Note:

No, I'm not a senior (not even close) so I don't have any excuse for this dilemma!  

DG

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Prism

Each Friday recedes in burgundy
Bathed ardently in Luna’s kiss
         

                     But, Sunday will dawn cerulean
                     With dulcet tones of lovers’ bliss


Bearing flavors wantonly consumed
I greet each hue voraciously


                    I taste the spectrum more than I see
                    My senses piqued peculiarly


As kaleidoscopic concertos
Obscure my sight in grand array


                   Each blending shade completes the phrasing;
                   Brilliantly, prism love songs play






*For Brian Strand's "Intervals" contest.

Note: The concept for this piece was inspired by those who experience a phenomenon called 
Synesthesia.

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No Cage For Me

I own my thoughts and feelings
I have a right to them
You can't control emotions
Or steal from whence they stem

If you should ever tell me
"Come on, don't feel that way!"
I'll simply have to answer
"You don't have any say"

You see, I own my feelings
I surely own my thoughts
I'm free to feel as I wish
My heart cannot be bought

Don't try to cage a lover
And make her soul your slave
For love not freely given
Is hopeless, then to save








*Inspired by Sami Al-khalili's contest, "Small Cage, Big Bird".

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I Drink of Life

I drink of Life
Of lavish beauty
Consuming its fragility 

I drink of Death
From which I flee
And cheat with immortality

I drink of pain
Its utter grief
And spew out my humanity

I drink of time
Of frozen bliss
And Change’s continuity

I drink of love
And drag it deep
For it is my serenity




© Donna Golden; December 25, 2014

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Halloween Is Hexellent! (A Footle)

Fright night

Delight!