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~
Your cruel words are shadows
beaten by the light of my
wings
~


Another short poem!
I'm currently on my 15 minute break!
An hour and I'll be done.
Ill let you know when I'm home!
See ya soon!
Lyn ***
Today is the start
The time to begin
So put on your climbing shoes
Start digging-in

The sun will be rising
In an hour or so
And we should get going
So, hurry!  Let’s go!

How bad could it be?
You’ve done this before
So rinse off your dishes
And head out the door

And by this day’s end
I promise you’ll be
Higher up on that path
Toward getting free
Red orange glow
Flits around the base
As plumes now rise
Toward darkened skies
 
Skin on knees and
Chest and face
Seems to tighten
And we delight in
 
Atavistic desire
To master its use
This lovely fire
Of pine and spruce
If you were just a pain
Why did it have to be
Perfectly beautiful?
I can't remember
Whether it's love or leave
That hurts the most


By skinning off the ant,
Came out an elephant

By digging the earth,
We lighted the sky

By walking on the path,
We started flying

Through the parched desert,
We saw mirage ocean emerged

Through the sun's brightness,
Our moon & stars sparkled

By staring at clear skies,
We invited rainy clouds

Drowning off our minds,
Floated us to enlightenment

Stopping the walk of thought,
Started our journey to FREEDOM

By forgetting our lives,
Connected us with LOVE

By skinning me,
Came out YOU

By Being YOU,
YOU became me

And...
In that way

Being in LOVE
We became "ONE"



 Sep 2018 B Elizabeth G
Melissa S
Dream of me
I am real...
I am where smiles are made
and tears fade away
Where hope springs forth
Away from the darkness
of the earth

I am the glow of the moon
and all the stars in the sky
those who seek the light
shall have me as their guide

I am the red bird or butterfly you see
Just keep your eyes open... to find me
I am where tomorrow is coming
and hope always holds on
My darling
I am never truly gone....❤
I have been dreaming of my mother lately and do not want to wake up because it feels so real and I miss her so. I wrote this from her perspective writing to me
"**** it"
no
I refuted

I said,
"Bless it"

The world is enough a hell to be ******
Why curse it further?
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