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 May 2019 Moon Woman
Pagan Paul
She
 May 2019 Moon Woman
Pagan Paul
She
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He is just another notch
     on her sterile bed of love.
He is just another victim
     of conquest for her thighs.
She is just another link
     in his daisy chain of woe.
She is just another span
     on his long bridge of sighs.



© Pagan Paul (21/05/17)
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 May 2019 Moon Woman
Ciel Noir
O
 May 2019 Moon Woman
Ciel Noir
O
one day I will bloom
like the Moon
 May 2019 Moon Woman
Ciel Noir
☆                                             ☆   ☆  ☆   ☆  ☆
                                        ☆ ☆ ☆the sky is ☆  ☆  ☆
                                   ☆inside                          of me☆
                                ☆flows          through☆           me☆
                             ☆ like           light through☆         lace
                             ☆ I am         like a         galaxy         ☆
                               ☆ made                    of stars☆      ☆
                                    ☆   and  empty space☆      
                                             ☆  ☆  ☆  ☆  ☆
 May 2019 Moon Woman
Ciel Noir
hide                                                                                      away
from                      the                        rain
close         your          eyes
fold your wings
when the light
shines again
ride the sky
on   the   wind
 May 2019 Moon Woman
Bee
she was the moon
radiating the night sky
and dancing among the stars

you were the darkness
the shadow that waxed and waned
through the phases of her life

she grew to believe
that your presence
is what made her whole

but like the full moon
she shone brightest
without you


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 Mar 2019 Moon Woman
Pagan Paul
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I have one hand on the handle of the mad sane door,
the other is scraping shards on the missing floor,
my mind dissolves away into a hurricane squall,
and my face is the mirror on a stark naked wall.

My life is a fluid flowing through images weird,
dripping through the cracks, tactile and veneered,
pouring dark thoughts into a head once cleared,
the door whispers promises of nothing to be feared.



© Pagan Paul (14/12/17)
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repost
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 Mar 2019 Moon Woman
Pagan Paul
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The early sun warms my veins,
Dawn chorus birds are chattering again
A heady smell of dew and flowers
sets the scene for the morning hours.

The mid-day sun warms my face,
dancing butterflies pass playing chase.
The intoxicating scent of life in bloom
carries the promise of the afternoon.

The evening sun warms my world,
Oracles smile at the cool Spring Girl.
Perfumes waft from way out of sight
holding the future through the night.




© Pagan Paul (2015/18)
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 Feb 2019 Moon Woman
Johnny Noiπ
Mind transcends
ego as spirit
transcends body.
where·fore: wherefore/ˈ(h)werˌfôr/ [archaic]
adverb:for what reason.
conjunction: as a result of which.
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