When I hear this sound that awakens me, intimidating its way into my cloistered night, I write…


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“THE ROSE”

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… A wilted rose

Is but dead beauty

A life not chose

Yet sworn to duty…

… Through lows and highs

Somehow she still grows

So too is life

Like that of the rose…

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… Like clock and a mirror

Each has two hands and a face

But take away the hands they wear

And only time is erased…

… Love can be cure

When a laugh becomes a tear

But can the rose endure

When anger breaks the mirror…

… And the broken glass

Cuts like rose’s thorn

But take away the future and the past

And the rose is never born!! …

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Ellie

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“YOUR WONDROUS SMILE”

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… Little star

embraced by the moon…

… Precious little angel

Cherished inside the womb…

… A bright courageous spirit

Lives deep inside of you…

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… Please, sweet darling

Do not be afraid…

… Soon you will shine as bright as the sun

And converse with the heavens above…

… Your cries that never were

Will forever haunt the edge of dawn…

… And your wondrous smile

Will ever so slowly, fade into the twilight!! …

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Ellie

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“LITTLE BROWN LEAVES”

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… Little brown leaves dangling from the tree branches

Gleefully fluttering in the breath of the wind

Watching other leaves of brown in flight

As they go shimmering and glistening in the sunlight…

… Oh to be fancy free you and me without a tree

Making our swift departure like other leaves

Taking chances, gliding through the air

Like a bird without a care…

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… Little brown leaves fluttering so gracefully

Gliding for that perfect landing

To be among the brilliant leaves of brown

Beneath the tree upon the ground

… This old tree with its linking branches

Would I linger a while longer?

… To take a dive in the moonlight

Like a falling star across the sky’s darkest night

To go sailing on a breeze as I please

Or, dancing in mid-air, among the trees!! …

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Ellie

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“FUSING AS ONE”

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Without thought is so easy.

Single syllable words- three of them!

Like a nuclear meltdown, my brain ceases to function.

Feeling alien in nature consume my being;

Throwing me into cosmic sphere.

This unnatural blend of excitement and fear,

Leaves me with a melancholy sadness.

What dreadful meaning lurks behind these words?

Causing this menacing havoc within me.

Leaving my very existence threatened.

In calm, I let my mind wonder to the image of your face!

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Our eyes lock fusing us together as one.

Flesh awakening with a touch- electrifying.

Senses take over where words are forgotten!

Now, while we are apart and I try to command-

My lips to say the words, I am mute!

Why?

Do I fear the words will tumble clumsily from my mouth,

That I will be soared for my lack of eloquence!

Or perhaps words will erase the luminescence of this force between us?

Dare I chance?? …

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Ellie

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“MAGNIFICENT PANOPLY”

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Who would hold one night in deep regard,

Should climb a balsam scented trail?

And make a bed of pine boughs at its ending;

And watch the curling of the campfire smoke,

Straight up in the TRAFFIC OF STARS;

Should know the ageless stillness of a mountain night;

To feel a oneness with furry things-

That roam soft footed close beside,

To watch a swift light cloud so close above…

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We reach to touch it with our fingertips.

To scan a sky inhabited by stars;

With mind conjecturing!

A star falls here, another there…

We lose the counting of them finally.

To watch and wait for what time’s calendar will stage this night.

For learned man, this frenzied game-

Of searching out the stuff of stars…

How many million light years from the sun?

For us it is enough… Just now…

To feel included in this magnificent panoply!! …

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Ellie

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“COBBLED STREETS”

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… Foredoomed walked cobbled streets

Rubbing off on passers spreading ill blood.

Locking arms with old strangers’, their humn

Of hate faintly creeps through Chapel Doors

Melting the noble Priests GOLDEN CURCIFIX

Closing the innocent child’s eyes to the

Drop of blood. Spelt!

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… Even song falls making no sound

Young maiden doest thou shudder

Belle Tourney unadorned with spite

Passion fills thy veins!

… “Impunity?!” Laughs carnage; none is!

There here- Saints lose faith, shrink from hope.

Compassion on enchantment of misdoubt

Carried in letters of relic engravers.

… Old hag doest thou cry out!?

Death fills thy veins

Relic is thy hope!! …

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Ellie

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