Dear little one
Its been two birthdays now, that I have missed
I can't be there, so I have asked God to send
an Angel to give you a kiss
I have asked Jesus to wrap his arms around you
and tell you that I will always "Love You"!
This birthday you will be eleven
May God send you blessings from heaven
I know you aren't little anymore
You are tall and slender and beautiful too
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Oceanic dawn
at the center
of my life,
waves like grapes,
the sky's solitude,
you fill me
and flood
the complete sea,
the undiminished sky,
tempo
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They say I looked back out of curiosity.
But I could have had other reasons.
I looked back mourning my silver bowl.
Carelessly, while tying my sandal strap.
So I wouldn't have to keep staring at the righteous nape
of my husband Lot's neck.
From the sudden conviction that if I dropped dead
he wouldn't so much as hesitate.
From the disobedience of the meek.
Checking for pursuers.
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Late, late yestreen I saw the new Moon,
With the old Moon in her arms ;
And I fear, I fear, My Master dear !
We shall have a deadly storm.
Ballad of Sir Patrick Spence
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It's easy to fight when everything's right,
And you're mad with the thrill and the glory;
It's easy to cheer when victory's near,
And wallow in fields that are gory.
It's a different song when everything's wrong,
When you're feeling infernally mortal;
When it's ten against one, and hope there is none,
Buck up, little soldier, and chortle:
Carry on! Carry on!
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If I was the sky
I would give you a rainbow
Every day
So, you would know hope
Then, you would cope
If I was the sun
I would never darken
But then again
I couldn't feel right not given you rain
Everything would dry out and crumble
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Heal, my heart!
Heal, my darling.
The scars are rough,
The tissue’s raw,
But pain
It has subsided,
So, heal some more!
See, my sombre mind!
See brightly,
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I recently finished a poem that I started when I was 15, circa 25yrs ago:
Here I sit, on my hill in the pits, as darkness shrouds my world,
A velvet dusk where silence knits, despair in shadows curled.
Yet even night, in solemn breath, conceals a trembling gleam—
A whisper caught in fate's cold net, the ember of a dream.
Beneath the weight of sable skies, where stars dare not ignite,
A hush persists, where sorrow lies—but so too seeds of light.
For even in the cavern's throat, where echoes mourn and flee,
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De regen tikt op koude ruiten,
de dag verdwijnt in grauw en grijns.
Mijn schaduw dwaalt langs dode straten,
verloren in een stil bewijs.
De wind fluistert vergeten dromen,
de tijd lijkt even stil te staan.
Toch gloeit er zacht,diep in het duister,
een vlam die weigert uit te gaan.
As autumn whispers through the trees
A chill wraps me up in my memories
Muffled cries, shadows cast
Echoes f a close past.
The fallen leaves dance in twirling hues
Filling my heart with bittersweet blues
Each shuffling sound, a haunting call
A reminder of the rise and fall.
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