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Today, I have much to think about, and thought this would help…
#dreaming
The Light… #Poetry
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The Light
I am stabbed. My life blood ebbing from my body Seeping through the floorboards I see a lighthouse before the room goes dark. I walk on illuminated water, up the steps, there is no one there. It’s just a large rock with a lamp on it. I walk back toward the shore, wondering when I will sink beneath the waves. I cannot feel the sand beneath my feet. People walk through me; I feel their electricity. My body falls to the floor like unwanted clothing. Yet, I am in front of a mirror. People gather round, looking at my naked body. They turn their heads, trying to find me. I am not there. I turn back to the water and sink beneath the waves. I see the light before the dark takes the last spark, that once was David Turner… ©AnitaDawes2023
Summer Rain… #Poetry
Memories… #Poetry
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Memories
Slip sliding through life in circles
Torn, shredded, this paper on the wind
Under dark skies, waiting for rain, thunder
Memories of the past haunt the present
Better to forget, get out from under the cloud
Let love into your life, move forward
In hope of better days, I pull up my boot straps
Never again to look behind myself
Grab every moment, as if for the first time.
Remember that first kiss…
©AnitaDawes2020
Silent Sunday… The World is Holding its Breath…
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Rose Tinted Worlds… #Poetry #TheSundayWhirl #Wordle586
Miraculous Things… #Poetry
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Miraculous Things
When miraculous things happen the mind screams in disbelief. While lying in a meadow the summer sun striking the daisies gold There he stood, the unicorn from my scrapbook Alive in splendour, his flowing mane and tail white and gold, blue eyes that cannot be forgotten He moved towards me his thoughts inside my head Come follow me, stay awhile in my world. That's when I heard the warning bell… The land of the fey is no place for mortals to stay too long To eat their food is to lose your soul, lose time in your own world Your family thinking you lost move on, grow older while you stay the same Should I risk one minute in this Alice in Wonderland moment? My heart said yes, my mind said no Keep your childhood wonders in picture form Get up, run for home… ©AnitaDawes2020
From the Archives… You Can Run… #Poetry
Silent Night Sunday…
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Moon Dust… #Poetry
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Moon Dust Late February, a cold moon hung in the sky I could feel moon dust in the air The stuff that dreams are made of Once in a while, a dream lingers Demanding to be remembered Turn the page to a darker side Nightmares can haunt for weeks When a walk in the woods becomes a horror movie When a hand shoots up from the ground Dragging you under through the roots On either side of the path, they whisper to each other A strange place where flowers grow in the dark Beautiful to look at, don’t touch they bite Being bitten by a rose is no fun Don’t go near the tall grass, they whip your skin Like an overgrown task master I expect to see welts on my skin when I wake Thank God, they are never there I am grateful for the night terrors Working on my mind Now, I have a new novel to write… ©AnitaDawes2022
Is it snowing where you are yet?
Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie 