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She is a girl
full of dreams,
affectionate, adoring,
easy to please.
A full life ahead,
so it seems....

Living and laughing, dancing a dream,
loving life, to its means.
Sixteen and beautiful
full of passion and grace,
she hungered for the day
she could take her place.

Hopes and dreams
of a full life ahead,
she never saw it coming
she never had any dread.
Daytime turned to darkness
joy to grief,
laughter to tears
with no sign of relief.

Beaten and wounded
youth taken away,
she longed for the day
she could escape this place.
Day’s turned to weeks
weeks turned to years,
she kept smiling and living
but joy had been replaced with fear.

Protecting the ones she loved
from the outcome of her fate,
she pushed it deep down inside
and hide it at any rate.
Laughing and living a girl in her teens
living life to the fullest, happy future dreams,
then found a place, safely deep within
to hide from the torture of this cruel evil sin.

Living and laughing, dancing a dream,
loving life, to its means.
Sixteen and beautiful
full of passion and grace,
she hungered for the day
she could take her place……
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All abuse damages the heart and soul, it puts out a light and the scars you forever hold.
Make a stand, report if you see or think a child is being abused, you could save a life!
 Oct 2017 Starr Bright
Pagan Paul
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A shepherd gently tends his flocks,
on the night of the Autumn equinox.
Patiently guarding his wayward sheep,
as the Oak King prepares for sleep.

And the Holly King from slumber wakes,
with solemnity his tired head he shakes.
Then joyous laughter he openly roars,
his half year reign once more restored.

Guiding all Nature to a bed of rest,
to energise, regrow, is his duty quest.
Bringing his peace and tranquility serene,
for the comfort of his bridal Queen.

For She is Nature, there all year long,
loved and celebrated in many a song.
No greater love could She invoke,
her two wild husbands, Holly and Oak.

So Oak pens his warm Summer verse,
and Holly writes of cold Winters' worst.
Her heart draped upon their royal thrones,
bringing joy to this eternal Game of Poems.



© Pagan Paul (03/10/17)
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 Oct 2017 Starr Bright
wordvango
multi-physicality tight-assed blue jeans
cleavage like two headlights on an old
Cadillac smiling as if she swallowed
all the tequila in  Brazil
hips swaying left around right
into my dizzy thoughts
right there in my living room
I get my sway on
cowboyed booting kick over the
coffee table
swear ****** and she giggles
wiggles close closer still and
we dance vertical so good!
party, y'all!
Do you feel gratitude
when you breathe each breath?
or do you feel life as a loss
just a slow-moving death?

Do you wake each morning
with just a simple breath of air?
Not taking time to think
your next moment, may not be there?

Take time in your life
to smell that fragrant flower,
to admire a thunderstorm
and it’s amazing power.

Look for the beauty of color
in a rainbow band,
give encouragement to another
even by just holding a hand.

Don’t just give a small smile
let it be seen through your eyes,
see the magic of the stars
feel the warmth of the sunrise.

Give to the world love
even when it’s hard to do,
by giving hope to another
You, become a better you.
~
The Sun a golden yellow
in a sky of cobalt blue,
blooming emerald leaves
under flowers of purple hue.

Dazzling bright colors
beautiful feathers of white,
soaring through the sky,
mystical doves in flight.

Flowers fresh and sweet
strawberries drizzled in cream,
beautiful visions of love
kissing every single dream.*
~
My dreams floating upon a cloud of mist
            in a red balloon, my heart has kissed
                 drifting among the tops of trees
                     dancing and swaying in a light breeze.

                            Hopes and dreams floating away
                     along with the pains of yesterday
            in a red balloon, my heart has kissed
my dreams floating upon a cloud of mist

Day turns to night, night turns to day
         new hopes and dreams float my way
                drifting among the tops of trees
                     dancing and swaying in a light breeze.

                     In a red balloon, my heart has kissed
                new dreams float upon a cloud of mist
        kissed by grace with a gentle breeze
my heart and soul feel peaceful ease.
~
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