Life… #Poetry

 

 

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Life

One by one my days grow old.

Their faded edges curl

Like an old discarded paperback.

Words fall like scrambled eggs

From the pages

Their meaning lost in dust

Would that I could rewrite one day

The first time you looked at me

When I knew love

to be more than a fairy tale

A lifetime cannot be called back

Nor can it be captured in another’s eyes

There is but one true love

I will be with you soon

To sing of us under new dancing stars…

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Trapped… #Poetry

 

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Trapped

For thirty-two years

My face trapped inside an iron mask

Royal treatment gives no comfort

As guards bow on entering my cell

Yet they make no attempt

to rescue me from this torment

my face, long forgotten

yet my mind never ceases to work

remembering each moment

where I am meant to be

who I was born to be?

I pray for my memory to fade

That darkness never comes

It is the face of my brother

That keeps memory alive

At night my thoughts grow dark

I have killed him, torn his body apart

in thousand different ways

Would you not want to do the same?

Trapped as I am?

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Streets Ahead Book Promotion for Dorinda Duclos #Poetry @DorindaDuclos

This weeks promotion over on MeWe.com  with Streets Ahead Book Promotion is for Dorinda Duclos. If you enjoy reading poetry as much we do, you will love this new collection!

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In ‘A Journey of Life through Poetry’, Dorinda invites you to join her, as the wonder and awe of the Earth inspires her, bringing her visions to you through her poetry. Experience the setting sun, share in the challenges and victories of life, await the new day, and find yourself lost in the lush forest trees, as you join her on her journey, through Passages and Paths.

 

 

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Enchanting Poetry which transports the reader into a magical world

#TuesdayBookBlog ~ Not My Life by Anita Dawes… #FamilyDrama

SOMEONE HAUNTS Sarah’s dreams, someone who looks just like her.
Her name is Kelly and her life is a nightmare.

Are these dreams a message for Sarah’s future, or a glimpse of Kelly’s past?

Or are they both trapped in a world that isn’t their own?

 

Sarah Curtis is a typical teenager who has already decided how she wants her life to be. A loving husband, family, and friends. No dark clouds on the horizon. She has no idea that fate has other ideas for her future.

Sad and confusing dreams have been haunting her, where she seems to be someone else entirely. A completely different girl with some terrible and disturbing problems.
Despite trying to dismiss them as silly dreams, they do seem to be important, as if they hold the secret to her future.

The dreams get more and more depressing and Sarah begins to worry that something in her life must be wrong, and when a child goes missing, her life begins to mirror her dreams.
Her aunt takes Sarah to Cornwall for a holiday, but her mind refuses to rest. Trouble seems to follow her there, and a car accident leads to surgery when a clot is discovered in Sarah’s brain. Could this be the cause of her nightmares?
But the dreams still torment her…

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Time… #Poetry

 

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Time

I will meet you by the bridge

On the other side of time

The space between the stars

Holds the story of us

Our thoughts echo through the universe

Do we create new pathways?

Trying to catch the seven souls that belong to us

We need find only one

That creates new life

Finding the eight soul can take many lifetimes

As it was with Buddha, Krishna, Christ

It seems to me that the eight

must contain all seven souls

The body, the breath of life,

the astral body, plus so much more

The first three are said to be eternal

Therefore, they must contain

the essence of all souls

The memory, the shadow of our other lives

I believe this triple soul we carry

is the reason I know I will meet you

by the bridge of all knowledge of Divine Law

I will give up my eternal soul

To live one moment beside you

To feel your heartbeat one last time

I would spend eternity in hell

I pray it will not come to this

That we will find what we are looking for…

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#Wordle 416 #Poetry

 

 

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My body lay on a cold mortuary slab, shot full of holes

Clean white sheets hide me from the world

My mind held in a strange unknown universe

I could see, hear the world that I left behind

News reports read, body of unknown man

Found on the banks of the river Thames

I watch as my young daughter kneels by her bedside

Praying for my return

I wait, listening to her call, please daddy, come home soon

My state of mind must be damaged by the bullets

I don’t believe in God yet find myself praying

If good deeds count in the plea

I beg for them to be considered

I made a deal with God to bring me back,

I wait for his answer…

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Waiting…

 

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Waiting

I sit in my office waiting for inspiration

Listening to my computer breathing

The keyboard itching for my fingertips

To find the right words, knit something together

That would pass muster and hopefully

someone might want to read…

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