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GOD

Drawn into life are we
All knowing, but cannot speak it
Joined in most simplistic realitivity that seems like long journey to find host.
Presence there all the while we pray, and hope to come, but in our perception you stall or stand up the intensity of intimate company.
All praise, all serve, all blame, all live for the chance of immortality. 
Never actually knowing they have always had your favor and the knowledge of you processing us with the holy spirit..

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Forever and Eternity

Plan to be together forever and eternity 
When one passes the other will wait
Meet again in Heaven,  never to part
Life fullfilled from vows ages past
A remembering is felt of love and a time in this life we were together briefly in youth
Our first kiss was shared and love started and never died out
Rekindled, we both love and lost and children born
He waits for me across the miles for the first adult kiss 
A relationship built over the phone celebrates two years of face to face days in nights out of love forever and eternity. 

Heather Turner

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Farewell Hero

Pulling back the curtain is a long man in bed still and quiet.
A quirky, quiet, humble, loner that shared this world with me briefly.
Seeing him my mind reminises back to learning to ride my bike and helping me pick out dresses for a date.
Fingers laced in comfort of forever sleep.. I bend to say a final  farewell and look up, knowing his spirit ascended..
Whispering " you're my hero, daddy..Goodbye "..



Heather Turner

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Anti America

Children gunning and laboring.
Drugs and education illicit.
Streets abhorrent with torture and ignorant shame.
Politics the satire and voting abolished.
Quiet voices and raging emotions stir the pot of immigration.
Strong and brave is silent as a 20's cinema.
Liquor and cigarettes cancerous wounds never to heal the youth.
Dying for clothes and ego born assumptions.
Life's a void of yesteryear childhood and forgotten joy.
Never to beat the heart of men, but the bomb of terrorism.

Waiting patient are the meek to change and inherit the Earth.
Brave still are the sacrifice of love to what we hold dear.
United under God.. one nation.
Standing tall and walking the test of time to preserve the heart of human experience in this  our spiritual quest. 

Heather Turner

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Winds of Change

Winds of change tingle my mind..
Thoughts old and worn-out cast aside, and bring forth new, same, tranquil and purple.
Holy is the color of this violet hue that cascades across my inspiration. 
Feelings just a blink of an eye can understand  are tantalizing my mind.
Little tickles of versicolor envelop my brain now.
Wait no more for different,  it comes.
Hold no more for chance, it's here.
Breathe in the possibility. 


Heather Turner

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Late at night

The real man is late at night 
When he cuddles with you, pushes your hair out of your face
Kisses your forhead
How he treats you when you lay togetheris who you love
Not the daylight hours man who flirts with every woman
Late at night, layig together, pressed close
You kiss his eyes and temple
You adore your late night guy
In the wee hours of morning  before the rising sun, he is honest and true.
He holds me like a delicate flower not wanting petals to be shorn from the rough winds of autumn breezes.
He covers me when I shake and shiver
He wraps around me to blanket cold
He kisses my ear, rubs my back
He holds my face in embrace
I adore my late night guy


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FEAR

Paralyze thinking to hide in shadows
Tremored breaths of relentless thought
Changing haunts but remains constant  presence
White creeps of dark illusions create false imprints 
Putting scary intellection in front of everything
Seeing all doubt and failure
No fate nor destiny chimes in, just loss and void
Pysche peruses mind and conquers reaction
Summoning freak energy and screams as rationality
Racing breaths and full- scale chimera controls altered perceptions in right mind
Frenzied shouts and gathered gasps bring fearful to life
Creation of horror is manifested to scary reality
Ever present, ever happening
Fear not..

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Truth mode

Trust all words, used to matter, no the now, just empty speech.
Blanketed and passable fake to help you sleep at night.
Needlessly feel the sting of lies to face
Unsuspected rug wrenched away from security.
It's all twisted, tangled, glued to fit perception of programmed life.
A poke or jab at feelings by trusted soul
Blindly naive, kept prisoner of broken heart 
Other voices now shouting over crowd of cover up.
Life finds way of total reveal of conscience.
Wasted years of coping and telling self, believe them...they love you...never to hurt you..
False impressions of psuedo-relationship out of control
Wounded by loves hurt we receed to complacency
Left with half-soul, half a mind and half- hearted..

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Life's Design

Life like snow is fleeting and beautiful.
Fragile and light to touch, breakable and unforgettable.
Careful when approaching the winter season, biting cold like heartless people.
Gnawing and taking pieces from your soul if you let them.
Everything needs an invite inside.
The pyche is strong, until shattered by insane becomings.
Bound are we to survive unless choose otherwise.
Discordant weather is harsh to the soul if you let it.
Soften your ways and the day isn't hard enough.
Cling to old habits and harden like the frozen morn of winter cold.
Endless choices abound if only have knowledge of unconditional God.
Living God has loving you to help and guide.
Mercy is great and calming to the savage beast.
Jungling and bungling the day is well, knowing that love solves the fight and wins out is the design.


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Join Me

Beach is sand to lay upon when basking be
A watery walk down shore so free
Stepping light and taking to air, relaxing with thought of briny touch.
Sand blows dunes to great height
Man appears and finds sandy bed, lays arm under head
As gazes dream and take mind in song, lady appears..
" Have you been waiting long? "

Heather Turner

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