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In one moment in time
when things come together.
You’re conceived.
For everyone there is a time
a purpose
to come to life.
A time to be born.


Shell ✨🐚
The thought of Ecclesiastes 3. 1,2
We were childhood friends,
The only difference in us was
He had girlfriends,
I had brains.
2/8/2023
If the summer was a week...
Then August would be the Sunday of summer...
For is the month where green is the king...
Sunny blue skies and white fluffy clouds in our company...
The wind and Birds chirping,  our melody...
And red sunrises and sunsets framing the day...
I really could not ask for more...
I could get lost in a universe where August would run in a time loop...
Legend says the moon was born one day in August... 
And it may well be true...
This week we have a full moon...
As if the moon wanted to remind us of her birthday...
But we are the ones receiving the gift of a bright moon in the sky..
If a writer
Falls in love with you
       you can never
                die................
 Aug 2023 Edmund black
Danielle
You're my favorite kind of thief,
stealing my heart,
but letting me be.
 Aug 2023 Edmund black
Traveler
MY DEAR POETESS


Before the Night
Placed the moon in your hair
The Sun
Shined your beauty
Everywhere!
Into my words
Dividing the seas
Drawn by Nature's
Heart felt need's
The gift of Poetry
Set my soul free
..............

P.S. Come be with me....
Traveler Tim
A The evil little voice still speaks… 8
B Says I can do it all alone         8
C Says I don’t need to call on God, 8
b That I can manage on my own. 8

A A twin to Job, I stumble on. 8
a The mental tools I need are gone. 8
B I cannot seem to find my way 8
b Or summon up the will to pray. 8

A I’ve lost myself along the way. 8
B I somehow didn’t read the sign. 8
a I cannot face another day 8
b With all these shackles on my mind.         8

A I need to fall on bended knee 8
a And ask the Lord to set me free - 8
B To give me back my confidence 8
b And help me climb down off this fence           8

A To help me overcome this angst 8
B And pity for the mess I’ve made. 8
C To help  me get back on my feet 8
b And get a new foundation laid. 8
                  ljm
The library had a poetry class one day. This was my effort.
 Aug 2023 Edmund black
Pagan Paul
Anx
.
Poor, poor girl.
Frightened of her own shadow.
So I turned her around
to face the Sun.


© Pagan Paul
 Jul 2023 Edmund black
A Freedom
Is
 Jul 2023 Edmund black
A Freedom
Is
'In the cracks of its blissful inferno,
Eye's blind!'
~
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