February 2010

Painful Memories

 Painful memories prick my heart

Like some sort of poisonous dart.

Plans that didn’t fit like a glove

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The Swirling

Swirling...raging waters so dark and deep.....

Many memories they keep....

Keep locked away from prying eyes...

Swirling...raging waters their clever disguise...

 

The torrent...the tide.....

No longer can hide.....

The deepest thoughts & emotions.....

trapped within the swirling waters of this ocean.......

 

The Moon in all it glory....

Has illuminated my oceans story......

So many secrets...so many tales.......

Set free from the depths are able to set sail........

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Eden, was her name




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Eden, was her name




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Idle Engineering




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Precipitation, without...Within.




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How Blessed.....

How blessed am I to walk this path.....
How blessed am I ...to be able to laugh....
I laugh, I sing I feel Alive......
I know now I'll heal & survive.....

I opened a new door today.....new hope
To a journey where I will do more then just 'cope'
No I will flourish I will fly......
I will soar magnificently high..........

I will bask in brilliant light............
I'll use my gifts of intuition and sight............
A new journey...a road
Nothings changed..I'm still carrying the same load......

The only difference is now I know.....
The path that will allow me to grow......

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Your Story: Inspired by a friend on Twitter-

She shared her story with me today.....
Lost for words ..what could I say.....
Such pain...such grief......
Strength & Courage....beyond belief.....

Her life had truly fallen apart......
held together by the strings of a fragmented heart
Her pain & grief..so vast & deep.....
I tried so hard not to weep

A dark ominous cloud she lay beneath
It size & darkness beyond belief
As a stranger I listen to her story..
My heart aghast is its darkness...deep & gory

I ask myself how can someone endure so much.......
How can they survive...what is their crutch

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My Hearts Chandelier

Try as I may I can't yet disguise.....
The trickle of tears falling from my heavy eyes............
intensity....passion.....pain....in the shape of a tear
love....loss....exhaustion & many a fear

I cry these tears that shine so bright.....
I cry these tears which reflect the light........
A crystal .... a sparkle ...all faceted & intense....
The sparkle...the shine...its brilliance immense

I looked in the mirror to catch a glimpse of my pain....
Upon my cheeks a crystal reminiscence.. a sparking stain...
A thought struck me there & then.....

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Lucid Dreaming

As I drift off into that place I know so well, a place where all is swell, where my fantasy becomes my reality, and you never disappoint, but I know reality will never reach that point. I've been tricked by my own mind more than I care to admit. a slick kick through the middle of my heart;yet I know l never bring myself to experience the ups because I can't fathom the downs, but even apart from that despair, there is one thing that is certain. I return to that place night after night to watch until the curtain closes.

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