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 Nov 2015
Christina Philipe
Masked glance, iced slaps...
Soul's music turned off by a thunderstorm...

She used to rock the world with such bliss...
But why, if no one seems to appreciate it for real?

She looks up to the sky and realises...
This world was never meant for her harp.

No one gets the shapes that her mind draws up in the clouds...
No one, not even them!

Betrayed by the rain of sharp broken mirrors...
she lost her wings and stopped flying high.

She finally learned...

It's not wise to smile with the heart...
at least not in this world!
Teeth only grow up twice and...
dancing flames will always get lost in the sea...

Cruel reality, bleeding heart.

© Christina Philipe
 Nov 2015
Harmony
Mercy spreads wings of light
beyond unseen terrain

Recognized in silence
Reflected in contemplation,
Fills the vacuum
Mercy Divine, In  reverie
Of Solitude Mysterious

Finds he the owner
Of solitude,
Mercy's overflow,
Beyond boundary
Beyond limits

Convinced he the owner
Of solitude,
Mercy Divine lights
Darkest of alleys

Peace settles in
Surpassing all knowing,
Focus thus the source
Source of Mercy Divine

Mercy spreads wings of light
beyond unseen terrain

Recognized in silence
Reflected in contemplation,
Fills the vacuum
Mercy Divine, In  reverie
Of Solitude Mysterious
Inspired by Divine Mercy Chaplet
 Nov 2015
CA Guilfoyle
To end this, is to run blindly - falling
loose limbs wild and flailing
with hands that can no longer grasp
a saving grace, a final branch
we are lost in desolation
it is pure wilderness
a long winter's night
with no path or tracks
to follow, cold like snow
we plow this landscape, barren
deep and dark below
to seep into the soul
lingering long in limbo
the ache of holding on
transformed into
the pain of
letting go
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