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She

She weaves her magic

                                            ( She is a girl !)

She casts her spell

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she dances

Thru heart to hearts

( she weaves pure magic )

Oh she is real

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Golden light !

We are so glad

She weaves her magic spell

We understand her

And ourselves

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She is a girl

Just a girl

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peace comes from the mountains

She is here

We dance the dance of warriors !

That she loves so well

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She

She is pure magic

She knows that we are magic too

As her dancing eyes do tell
 Aug 2015 glenn martin
Chris
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I’m wandering about the sky
My head up in the clouds
Often looking down below
At the large unruly crowds

Pointing up and laughing
Calling out my name
They think that I might listen
Now that is such a shame

Someone ought to tell them
It’s nicer up above
There aren’t as many people
So little push and shove

Perhaps a wayward sparrow
A balloon not held that tight
And yes indeed it gets quite dark
When day turns into night

There also is an angel
That I have come to know
Up here in the atmosphere
I truly love her so

Another way to see things
A different point of view
One that’s filled with happiness
Among these skies of blue

So you can keep your city
It’s too much of a chore
I like it up here in the clouds
With the one that I adore
Good morning beautiful
The battles started in the Soul are fought in the mind but only and only won in the heart
And that is the definition of humanity, a life long struggle and triumph to a destination from the start.
Only the stars endome the lonely camp,
Only the desert leagues encompass it;
Waterless wastes, a wilderness of wit,
Embattled Cold, Imagination's Cramp.
Now were the Desolation fain to stamp
The congealed Spirit of man into the pit,
Save that, unquenchable because unlit,
The Love of God burns steady, like a Lamp.

It burns ! beyond the sands, beyond the stars.
It burns ! beyond the bands, beyond the bars.
And so the Expanse of Mystery, veil by veil,
Burns inward, plume on plume still folding over
The dissolved heart of the amazéd lover-
The angel wings upon the Holy Grail!
I’m The One,
But so are You.
It all depends
On your point of view.

I write,
You read.
I sow
The seed.

No love songs
You will get from me.
Nothing sentimental:
Bull-dropping free.

We share this world
You and I.
Together we can
Reach the sky.

Your imagination I will seek
To fire.
Whenever I can,
I will inspire.

Well, dear Viewer-Reader,
It’s time to go.
I hope you enjoyed
This “Poetry Show”.

Paul Butters
Been listening to Chuck Berry again!
 Aug 2015 glenn martin
HRTsOnFyR
Stars fall from the sky
Like tears from the Angels
Who weep in the Heavens
And pray Love will save us.
Electric thought light,
Etheric vapors inflame us;
Casting truth on our minds
To reveal what enslaves us.
Holdfast through the night,
Our humility tames us.
the water dreams,
wild as a sea,
tranquil as a star.
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