So you say but words I do not hear
Nor do I pretend to know what idle gossip near
The hare it races fast you can ignore
But little deer she hides  so frozen in her fear
The moon a friend to shine the way
But also lends a hand to shadows dancing in your way
Just stay so quiet still don't sleep the night
Then morning sun will brighten warm you through
Take the little path now down the lane
Slowly heal and drown out all the rain
Play a little song inside your head
And don't be long
Until you catch your death
The owl is still but watches over head
And hare he knows your strength
As tested thread

O GLAD SHE LEFT THE SEWING BOX
I see it over there
I see it in the sitting room while I'm sat on the stair
A place I often found myself
Sitting in the window shelf
Early hours hearing you screaming crashing tone
Angry sounds and banging doors
Little one I hide
Hope a little deer doesn't lose her little smile
Hoping that the hare is out and gently bounces here
Hoping that the moon still shone and owls still listen hear
Staring up into the moon
Wish you to return
WHAT If SHEs gone
A promise often said
Made a child tremble fear
On being left for others fun
When she is gone the shadows come
WHAT WAS THAT
SHE LEFT THE SEWING BOX BEHIND FOR THE GIRLS
AS THEY MAY NEED IT
WHAT
To slowly stitch up slices  flesh or simply tie a knot
So to LETS STITCH UP our empty hearts
Say no more its done
RIPPED  THROUGH anf torn another night we are through
apart from
HEART THAT SHE MADE
Then broke
WHEN A NEW LIFE she has sort
SHE WANTED another MORE THAN HER CHILDREN and we are older don't need a mother
LETS STITCH UP THE EMPTY of MY HEART THAT CAN NEVER HEAL
THERE WILL ALWAYS BE AN EMPTY SPACE
THAT CAN NOT BE FILLED nor be replaced by any other
CAN NOT BE BRIDGE OR cover
AND WILL NEVER HEAL
SHE IS GONE,
MY LOVELY MOTHER
WHO I COULDN'T BEAR TO BE PARTED FROM
SHE IS GONE
WHY NOT LEAVE MY MOTHER BEHIND
AS WE MAY NEED HER
No I chose you made me choose you asked me and I said
yes go I'm fine
But I meant don't go
I'm dying here.
don't leave please god please don't leave the sewing box lying in the hall
I'll have to take the scissors out and leave a scar for sure
Stitches do not heal scars you are afraid to show
Stitches only make you see all soon I'll have to go
Now leave or im to go
But I may leave no box
Nor in a box shall leave
Alone

Hear the sound of silence
Enter waters mist
Draw back a cotton window
Gentle breeze lifts your smile
Soft meadow you walk a while
Under neath the bows you pass
Tread the green cool grass
See into the stream of life the crystal waves of light that pass
The hands of one so loving reach
Hold the space for you to seek
Warm days gentle tree
Walk ahead inside your free
Search inside you'll see
Learn to live in peace
just
let it be...

When storms began : Swirling round its whirling sound  it shadows dancing  
The still garden iced hard the winters ****
The sun shines yet melted lake you never see  
Shadows still claw inside of me
The grass so green flowers softest blue  
Yet colours range and angry shade all true.
The wind it works and catches strong
Leap unknown the wall
Taken every finest part they find and now after months of closed behind  
Taken once again the wind its comes ripping though and taking once again
No chance to even say the word good bye they cry
it leaves you there in silence
Water washes crimson waves to blue  
And once again your voice stolen from you
Years pass the wind now gone
But waves of memories flood each part it’s true
How could winds be broken and cut through like a knife
when walls of silence
Close on you
Dont speak don't shed a tear
As if you do the walls again appear  
And in the broken storm torn they call your name Alone to stay you carry all the shame.
Inside the walls the wind still knows your name
If you speak your life wont be the same

The sun's warmth a golden crisp of time
Melts the cold ice inside of you
No more broken winters bite
No more tears by candle light
No more burns of frost at night
No more chills the winds of fright
Only warmth if summers glow and song of birds
And trickle of the stream now flow
Gentle waters warm a fragile heart
Till strong a smile and eyes they see no dark
Yellow is now all that melts your day and ice cold blue it melts away.
Be happ free dont let the walls now climb
Only honey suckle light to gaze upon.
Open up a flower of new light
The spring still has a whisper in the night
Take a gentle brush its colours bright
On a new canvas now you write...

The birthing of a new day.

It's was all happening down at the stream river corve nature theatre this morning, two and a half hours of entertainment  ....

the ravens and the magpies put on a high speed arial display of chase me you ....in between hoiking sticks to build nests like over enthusiastic Bobby dog.

The squirrels performed treetop acrobatics like those little furry pull along magic worm/snake things kids play with on the end of invisible threads.

The wood pigeons are alternating between  banqueting on the ivy ready to start poomageddon season over the car any day now.

Wrens everywhere like little brown ping pong *****.

Fearless robins pecking round my feet.

Seagullls came for a visit singing their song to remind me what it sounds like at the coast.

**** are just hanging about in a relaxed manner generally everywhere  

Hoping I might catch a glimpse again of the kestrel that came through the other day like a jet plane going through the Corvedale on its way to Wales

Just waiting for the sun to turn on my chandeliers (have to wait till afternoon for that visual delight few pics at the end from the other day to

*** Fallen Angel ***


Into darkness once again but now it's different

Because I've learnt to fall a little way

See a little of what went before but never be dragged with in its claw

As now a bridge I see is there it's wobbly yes but still secure

It's made of rope, it swings and rocks

Even if  I let go it holds me firm

So I can see what lies beneath

But never again will I fall so deep

For now I choose if I let go

You see I built a bridge I know

I'm still aware of the void beneath, the loss , the pain, the endless sleep, the fear

But now i can choose to look I can choose to see or even feel

But never again can I fall in

You see

as I built a bridge for my child within

She cannot live in fear now

She has my love tied in its secure enough to hold us both

Entwined together our bridge

Is love

Yes the void is deep and dark

But the fear has gone now the bridge is there it's so strong it can not break

You see its made from strength I found one day

It was buried inside too scared to try to scared to climb

But as an adult I entwined it with love it grew

Now my child has the strength to climb

She is with me now safe and dry

She does not need to hide or cry or remember the fear

She only has to walk along side me holding my hand ever so tightly

The love I have for her is the bridge that can never break it's strong and yet it can swing so we still get to have childish fun

it has beautiful flowers it has strong arms it can lift us up so high

It's our bridge so high above

Above the fall

The past is left the pain has gone

The fear is dropped into the void as its to heavy for our bridge

but the happy memories fly with us above

All we have to do is walk along our bridge.

Yes this time it's different I can only look over and down but I cannot fall now as fear has gone and our love is one me and my little girl

Our bridge

By Fallen Angel

19th February 2016
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