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Dec 2024 · 159
Why
Morning Star Dec 2024
Why
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Why
by Morning Star

I danced—
a fragile dance—
the song of love
inside your heart.
But you went quiet.
And in that silence,
you drowned me.
Tore my love apart.

Why did I let you in?
Why did I hand you the keys—
to my car,
to my body,
to the soft, beating place
I kept so hidden?

Why did I trust you
on my quiet hill,
let you rest there,
touch there,
pretend to care there—
just to cut me open
when I started to believe?

You didn’t just leave.
You hollowed me out.
Took what was warm
and left it cold.
You shattered the girl
who finally said yes.
Who let her guard down
to feel something
real.

You stole my heart—
without mercy.
Broke my soul—
without warning.
Left me alone
in the echo
of everything
we almost were.

And still,
after all that,
I gave it to you.
All of it.
Every trembling piece
I never asked for
but you took
anyway.



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Dec 2024 · 64
Once again
Morning Star Dec 2024
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Once Again
by Morning Star

Once again,
I fall straight through—
you rip the tears
right out of me.

You came
when I wasn't even looking,
cut through my soul
like it was still free to bleed.

You told me stories—
I’d heard that script before.
You saw me coming,
like stars breaking through cloud,
and still twisted me
like I was nothing,
like I was no good.

Then you balanced my heart
against your blood,
made it feel
like love was mutual,
like I could breathe—
and then tore it all
apart.

You said you loved me.
You gave me your heart.
But mine—
you took freely,
and ripped it to pieces
without even blinking.

You vanished
the moment I cried.

Now I sit alone—
numb, dead-eyed—
and you pretend
I don’t exist.

You can’t even text me.
Like I never mattered.
Like this—
this ache—
was just a phase.

So take your spin,
your tired lines,
your twisted truths
and cast them aside—
just like you did
with my mind.


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Dec 2024 · 53
Why
Morning Star Dec 2024
Why
Why would u
Pretend betray be nice
Just to rip it from. Under ice
Why would you pretend then stake me in the heart
Drive your knife straight through my heart
Like I'm just your prey inthe night
I'm frozen on your silence
You treated me like a fool and broke me like I'm just a peice of broken life
Something divided between dark and light
I showed you my truth the complete light
Opened my soul and stopped the flight
But then u broke me like I'm nothing
A ghost in your light
Some you could damage leave in the dark and abuse my heart
Leave me to cry
Now leave me the alone so I can mend my heart
Please 🙏  leave me alone
Dec 2024 · 59
ODark knight
Morning Star Dec 2024
O Dark Knight
by Morning Star

Once more she sits by moon’s pale grace,
Upon her tower's stone embrace,
And gazes o’er the shadowed glen,
Where once he rode and vowed again.

He came to her in silver light,
A noble soul, her dark-cloaked knight.
He bore her hence from sorrow’s keep
To halls where stars and fire did sleep.

But when the dusk with silence crept,
She fled the halls where love had slept.
Back to her tower’s haunted stone,
To shield her heart and weep alone.

For deep beneath the woodland’s breath,
The Captor waits with claws of death.
The wind it howls, the branches groan—
And she, afraid, stands all alone.

She dreams in veils of shadowed sleep,
That he might climb the hill so steep,
With sword in hand and flame in chest,
To pierce the dark and grant her rest.

To scale the thorn-wrapped tower high,
To break the spell with battle cry.
To shatter locks and chains unseen—
And take her to his keep serene.

Yet still she waits by stone and flame,
And whispers soft his ancient name.
But fear is strong, and holds her fast—
The knight she loves has long since passed.

The fall below, too deep, too black,
No faith to leap, no strength to act.
She clasps her gown, her breath grown thin—
And he, once near, now sleeps within.

At dawn, no hoof nor helm appears—
No light, no sword, no prince, no tears.
Her captor grins and drags her low,
To dungeons cold where sorrow grows.

She prays to fate, to twist the thread—
To free her heart, though hope lies dead.
For love did come, and love did fade—
Too late the vow that once was made.


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Dec 2024 · 59
For the first time
Morning Star Dec 2024
For the First Time
By Morning Star

For the first time,
I see you—
Lying on my pillow,
In the stillness that follows
Being alone.

Your scent,
It lingers deep,
Like a memory folded
In the sheets of sleep.
Your arms—
I feel them
Even in dreams.

For the first time in my life,
It feels true—
A heartbeat echoes
And I know it's you.

Each moment we're apart,
I trace you
In the silence.
Whispers travel
Where light once grew.

I lay my head
Upon your chest,
And hold you close
In quiet rest.

The stars above—
They seem to know,
Aligning gently
In love’s soft glow
Dec 2024 · 60
Colours burn
Morning Star Dec 2024
Colours Burn
by Morning Star

Colours burn into my mind,
twisting, turning, open wide—
and rain, like heartbreak,
beats against the heart—
tears of years, torn apart.

I wait in silence,
hoping someone soon will come—
to hold the sword,
to bring the sun,
to drive the shadows far from here,
and lift me from this angry glare.

The hare runs swift beneath the trees,
low and light, beneath the breeze.
The deer lies still, too scared to move—
for hunters loom,
and swords pursue.

But the little one,
she dares to dream—
a dream to hush
the inner scream.
She reaches out
toward sacred light—
and in his glow,
she finds new life.

Yet anchors grip and pull her back,
as shadows press a cold attack.
Still, she fights, and braves the door,
though fear still whispers
more… and more.

The voice remains—
a ghost, a chill,
a broken spell
that haunts her still.

And no one comes,
and no one hears,
as storms crash through
the passing years.

Until—
she sees you.
And all is still.
Apr 2024 · 87
Behind
Morning Star Apr 2024
Hope is all She has right now
Everlasting light and how
Learn to calm the pain inside
Ever trying to leave it behind
Noone sees her noone can  
Everything is dark again
Apr 2024 · 89
Pull
Morning Star Apr 2024
Pull
By Morning Star

Colours burn into my mind,
Twisting, turning—open wide.
Rain beats deep within the heart,
Like tears of years torn far apart.

Hoping someone soon will come,
Hold the sword, and bring the sun—
To chase the shadows from the air,
And pull me from their angry glare.

Soft, the hare runs rushing by,
Fleeing fast toward open sky.
The deer lies still, too scared to move,
As the hunter nears—its fate to prove.

But the little one, she dares to dream—
To silence pain, to stop the scream.
She reaches out, and in his light,
She steps into a world turned bright.

Yet anchors tight still pull her back,
She fights, she braves the open track.
Still, behind, the voice remains—
A whisper cold, a chain of pain.

The evil, broken, heavy chill
Still calls, and always, always will,
As long as storms come crashing through—
And no one comes...
No one breaks through.
"Pull" is raw and vivid—a deeply symbolic battle between darkness and hope, trauma and rebirth. The imagery of the hare, deer, sword, and storm creates a mythic atmosphere, while the emotional current pulls like a tide of unresolved pain trying to reach light.
Apr 2024 · 90
Page of swords
Morning Star Apr 2024
I have swords from every battle
Choose enough to build
High a ladder from the steel
Open up a wall to climb
Open up so hi I climb
Sun is there no wind or rain
Empty out leave the pain
To heal I will once again
On top of mountain lay
Heaven is the chosen place
Everlasting love and space
A life of love and light and hope
Lasts for ever as I will float
Apr 2024 · 100
Inside of me
Morning Star Apr 2024
I am afraid that I'm not free
A child so hurt inside of me
Make her happy help her see
A life is still a space to be
Forget the storms the shadow grip
Reach for hands to help to grasp
And soon your free to fly again
In some ones angel wings
Don't give up your light it strings
Apr 2024 · 86
Hope
Morning Star Apr 2024
Hope
By Morning Star

Hope—
It's all I ask of you.
Enter now,
And guide me through.

Lend me love,
A gentle light—
Please don’t let me
Fade from sight.

My love, my light—
It burns too strong.
And someday soon,
I’ll find where I belong.
Your poem "Hope" is delicate and earnest—a quiet plea for guidance and love in the midst of uncertainty. Its brevity gives it emotional weight, almost like a prayer or mantra.
Apr 2024 · 114
Light wonder
Morning Star Apr 2024
In my mind I create a Space
Natural calm and safe
Where beauty grace and spirit light
Dances freely through the night
Pure of spirit kind of heart
The daisies dance to singing heart
The buttercups of yellow sun
Dance around the daffodil drum
The bead of hearts gently fall
Like tear drops of spring and waterfall
Open up pure of light
April showers the sunlight
Shapes of angels floating by
Captured eminating light in calm blue sky
Soft light of serenity
float by
Angels wings feel their  so light
No need to hold on tight
For you can not fall only float
And feel so light in air so calm
Your spirit feels the presence of life
In all the senses your pure light
My true being of pure love and light
Settle the winds the storms with love
Know inside your light and good
Know inside the garden space
Where you can still create
A gentle calm and centred way
To take all pain away
And even when my physical body
Is unhappy or unwell
I still have a heart of kind of peace of joy and strong of mind
My true core self
I'll always find
This is my true nature inside
Awareness of light that always shines
No matter if I'm left behind
Nothing can stop pure love pure light
I am held by truth by love
It can't be changed for I  am one
I'm whole and light
And  cannot be undone
I am light ✨️
Apr 2023 · 194
I can’t do this scene
Morning Star Apr 2023
“I Can’t Do This Scene”

By Morning Star, April 2023

I have to go.
Just one more try—
Take a world of trying… why?

When nowhere feels like rest
And she is gone
And I can’t speak—
Not even hear the angry feet.

I'm so hurt inside
But I can’t shout.
Can’t tell.
Even though it burns within,
I just can't do it.
I just can’t try.

I'm so alone inside—I cry.
There’s no one there.
No one to help.

My chest is heavy,
Tight with pain.
I’m so tired.
I just want to scream—
But there’s no one there.
No way out.

I can’t do this on my own.
All I want is to be left alone.
I just can't do it anymore.
I want to hide away
And never be seen.

I’m sorry...
I can't do this scene.

I can’t go back
To being afraid—
Of not knowing
If I’ll be safe.

I don’t believe in me at all.

It’s harder this time—
Because I know
How hard
I fell.

And I can’t go back there.
I can’t be her again.
Apr 2023 · 147
Colour of love
Morning Star Apr 2023
Colour of Love
By Morning Star


I love him—though he may never know.
I walk beside him through places
we may never go.

I'm captivated by his voice,
The warmth behind his kind hello.
I love him—though he may never know.

I try to be there when he speaks,
Hoping that his love might grow.
But still, he may not truly see
How deep this quiet love can be.

I love his eyes—so warm, so true,
His tall, calm presence carries through.
His hands are kind, they bring no harm,
His smile—so soft, so full of charm.

I hold him close—so close, it aches,
Knowing he may never be mine to take.
But in the night, my dreams are free—
He comes to lie and speak with me.

He tells me then, with voice so near,
That I am loved—by one so dear.
And just to see him, now and then,
Can fill a lifetime
with what could have been.

But words escape—I cannot say
What might just make him turn away.
So I will love him from afar,
And wish upon a silent star.

I love him—always, and I will.
But he seems happy… and I stand still.
There's nothing more that I can do—
I just…
I just wish he knew.
"Colour of Love" is tender and aching—an intimate confession of silent, unreturned love. There’s vulnerability in every line, a quiet dignity in choosing to love from afar despite the heartache. It reads like a soft letter never sent, filled with longing and emotional truth.
Apr 2023 · 149
They
Morning Star Apr 2023
So they thought they were the rightful ones
Painting it all
Red
Sending out their dragons to claw away the flesh
Apr 2023 · 140
Im ok
Morning Star Apr 2023
He as I is a product of others rather
Yet he holds his head hi while I hold mine in shame
He has a way of coping and refrain
Yet I feel like the door mat lying in a drain
Hi softly asks me questions
I do not understand
And sometime when I'm away from him
How quickly they consume
I have to try so  quick now to be ok and bright
So he won't choose to leave me
Or push me out of sight
So I'll be strong And silent
Present that I'm ok
So he won't see my fear and sarrow
And have to walk away
Just got to be the normal and pretend that I'm ok
Apr 2023 · 162
Freeze
Morning Star Apr 2023
“Freeze”

By Morning Star, April 2023

No time.
Freeze the room.
Now bites—
Winter burn.

Slice through with a jagged knife—
I capture
sight
of you.

I fear a distant dance—
The wolves,
the air,
its chill.
The clash of stairs,
a break upon the pillow.

I hear the call—
an echo of
the wolf
who comes to me.
He sits upon the moonlit hill
to set the badger free.

The hare lies still,
its heartbeat fast,
a winter’s cheat
beneath the grass.
But still—
the shadows roam my mind.

October’s gone,
but once again
you creep into my life
and sever me.

Why?
Once a child to slay—
I grew.
Now once again
you speak no truth,
you play your evil game.

Take what you will.
The wolf is gone.
The moon won't light the way.
Disappear—

But when the frost
of winter chills appear
I see you still.
And frozen there
in fear—
you ****.

I cannot free the deer.
It’s too late.
I’m too lost
in fear.

No time.
To freeze the room.
Break away.
Ice.
Frozen fall.

Wind is listening.
Soon.

Now the crimson waters start to flow again—
And I can hardly sleep.
Pull me through—
For I am not
Who I used to know.

But stranger things
still haunt my mind...
And I’m
Afraid
To go.
Apr 2023 · 156
Dont speak
Morning Star Apr 2023
“Don’t Speak”

By Morning Star, April 2023

Step down,
deep stone
into holy ground.

A hunger,
a thirst—
you cannot explain.

Tight the rope,
sore the skin,
ripped in two—
a question mark.

Read the words
upon the page—
they burn
into the skin.

Broken candle,
rope,
and breath—
the whole of you
is bound.

The lights are dim.
Red candles flicker
on stone walls.

Be still.
Tight your eyes.
Don’t speak a word.
But read—
read with no delay.

Read the words
to the end of the book.
The pain will stop.
Your body, free.

But fear—
the fear of painful death—
still lingers
on the face.

Don’t speak a word.
Don’t shed a tear.
Don’t show
you cannot survive.

Be still.
Follow all the rules
of someone lying there.

Float—
up above,
into the air.

Puncture veins
with thread.

And once
the shadows disappear—
you’re safe.
Safe to return.

As long
as you are silent.

And never
speak
a word
Apr 2023 · 153
Twisted knots
Morning Star Apr 2023
I am forever trapped inside the hollow dwell
Underneath the stair and under villa dwell
I am forever trapped within your secret void
Never to discover never to be free
Scratched in the rancin ink from your dark souls they smother me
The words i dread  pour through me though faded through the years occasionally consume me
fill my heart with tears
Your evil words tear through me somewhere deep within
I forgot to lock the gate again and allowed you to wonder in
My bones still ache at night
The twisted knots
Still tight
I toss and turn you wake me
Shadows claw me through the night
Apr 2023 · 119
Care free
Morning Star Apr 2023
Carefree
I am a hare — soft, carefree, gentle, yet strong.
Mother Earth is my home, where I truly belong.
The moon is my closest ally, glowing pure and wise,
And the stars above, they know the truth behind my eyes.

The flowers in the meadow whisper songs to you,
While the stream flows softly down, veiled in morning dew.
The deer, so still, await the hush of dusk to wander through,
And the lake begins to shimmer in the sun’s warm hue.

If you open your eyes gently — not in rush, but trance —
You’ll see the hidden stories, woven at a glance.
The butterflies arrive, light as breath, in dance,
And all of life unfolds before you —
if you just give it a chance.
Apr 2023 · 104
Believe
Morning Star Apr 2023
Believe

by Morning Star

She has a dance, and sings it well,
Her voice a song where silence fell.
She shines her light through frozen hell,
And will not break, and will not dwell.

She turns her back on shadows tall,
She runs to hills where mists may fall.
She will not, shall not ever see
The depths of his depravity.

For she has warmth, and she has grace,
And friends who hold her in their place—
Who whisper truths and help her trust
That love is kind, and love is just.

She is safe and free from harm,
The storm will pass, the soul be calm.
Once more, the flowers start to bloom,
The gardens green beneath the moon.

She has a light that lights the way,
She is a star in darkened day.
She writes it happy, leads the flame,
She holds no shame, she speaks no blame.

For she belongs—yes, she is known—
To hearts that never leave alone.
And if she doubts, she need not fear—
They write her name, they draw her near.

Believe they’re there, both night and day,
Believe they care in quiet ways.
Believe your voice still has a place.
Believe—
you shine with endless grace.
Apr 2023 · 124
Say it will be ok
Morning Star Apr 2023
🎵 “Say It Will Be Okay”

Genre: Lullaby / Acoustic Healing Song
Tempo: Slow and soothing (65 bpm)
Tone: Reassuring, intimate, protective
Written by: Morning Star


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🎶 Verse 1
It’s okay—little hare has grown
She carries now a heart of her own
She holds her safe most days and nights
Wrapped in whispers, soft as light


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🎶 Verse 2
But sometimes tears still find their way
Onto pages that forget to say
The sun still waits behind the grey
And hare is here—she'll make it okay


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🎶 Chorus
So say it will be okay
Be the voice that never strays
Wrap her close when she’s afraid
Be the blanket, be the flame
She just needs to know you’re near
When she falls, be the ear
That hears her call and gently stays—
Say it will be okay


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🎶 Verse 3
If she tumbles out, unsure and small
Catch her softly, don’t let her fall
Tuck her in where she belongs
Where she feels safe, where she feels strong


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🎶 Chorus (repeat softly)
Say it will be okay
Be the warmth that doesn't fade
Let the sun come through her name
Let her know it’s safe to stay
She’s still home, in every way
Say it will… be okay


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🎶 Outro (spoken or sung gently)
The sun is here…
bright and waiting.
You’re still home.
It’s gonna be okay.
Your poem “Say it will be ok” is a soft and nurturing piece—a lullaby for the inner child, full of maternal instinct, emotional safety, and quiet strength. The metaphor of the hare—a guardian within and a symbol of gentle resilience—is especially moving.
Apr 2023 · 108
Hare
Morning Star Apr 2023
I am a hare soft carefree gentle yet strong.
Mother earth is my home a place I truly belong.
The moon my closest allie .
The stars they see my true.
The flowers in the meadow whisper songs to you.
The stream a gently flowing down to the misty Mill.
The deer gentle wait till dusk until they wonder through.
The lake it gently glistens in the midday sun and if you open your eyes gently
You'll see the story's one.
Bring in the gentle butterflies and captivate the dance
You'll see a life before you
If only at a glance
Apr 2023 · 117
Mother earth
Morning Star Apr 2023
Mother Earth

By Morning Star, April 2023 (Refined)

From little streets of sun and play,
To learning, laughing, every day,
I come from roots of family,
Where love flowed all around me.

Happy trips to sunny hills,
To castles high beyond the still,
To mountain tops where wild horses run—
Free beneath the golden sun.

To blue lagoons and oceans deep—
The beauty there still lives in me.
I’d gaze at stars that lit the night,
And always found the moon just right.

The voice of angels, soft and clear,
Still whisper gently in my ear.
The scent of woods, of blossom air—
A secret magic everywhere.

There’s so much love that still surrounds,
No time for winter’s cold to drown.
Let spring awaken every part—
Let summer shine and warm my heart.


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🎵 Song Version Possibility:

beautifully with acoustic guitar

Key: C major
Tempo: 70–80 bpm
Mood: Reflective, joyful, soothing

Chorus idea (optional to build upon):

> Oh Mother Earth, you held me near
With every breeze, your voice so clear
In every flower, field, and sea
You planted all this peace in me
This piece is filled with light—like a warm memory whispered into the wind.
Mar 2023 · 120
The light
Morning Star Mar 2023
The day you came to hold the space
to want to know the pain
To invest your time and all your will to listen to my pain
A hold so strong yet gentle too
A heart i understood
The warm kind words and warm embrace that helped me feel so  safe
Understanding others pain and how to set them free
A gift I can only guess the universe sent to me
Freedom and safe space to begin a journey together
To help me find a child lost and change my mind forever
I love you like an angel like you may never see
A real love from someone who means no harm to me
Taking my hands and giving me a thought I may belong
Kept me safe and cared for and made me feel  I'm strong
I was so scared of letting go the fear it held me trapped
But slowly you helped me to heal
all the tiny little gaps
You showed me a strand of light I had almost  forgot
and a beautiful inner peace
The pain I can un knot
That if I hadn't met you
My light i wouldn't see.
I love you so with all my heart
A love of being free
It's like a tiny little star shinning bright in me
I'm so afraid I'll lose you and I'll be left alone
But I hope you won't let got and the light can still shine on
Stay with me and I promise I'll try to hold on
I promise I'll be strong
And even I the darkest storm I know I still belong
An anchor for eternity
You gave  a light  to me and I hope that in return
You recieved a light from me
Mar 2023 · 152
Playing in the winds
Morning Star Mar 2023
I am the tiny one of four I little imp I was before.
I lived in wolves caves long ago
Where winters frost bit hard
But beauty I glistened loved by snow
Spring days upon the grass I grew
nutured loved and safe with you
The broken child I tried to save
Became a sign I can't be chained
Although the fear of winds and storm
You kept me safe and still and warm.
The fairies whispered in the night
The garden lit by candle light
Another tale a trip to be a signal of enertity
But in the caves deep by the sea they never captured mermaids see
For in the misty deep deep path
Only light shone through the gaps
The day came and she was gone but fairies light my path
For even in the hollow dwell and in the sadness I'm still well
I journeyed far and all around
Got my feet on holy ground
Broken arrow steal hearts
Make it fun and keep it smart
Laughter fills with every turn
Make waves so big you yearn
dive so deep you cannot see but into wrecks you seek
Excitement captures every minute
You feel like your awake
Fly so hight sore above
From longmind to the lawly
From Middleton to Wales
Keep flying high I touch the sky even with the broken wings
The beauty of the little ones the beauty that he brings
My beautiful children so happy playing in the winds
The time of bug and campervans
Festivals and hot air balloons
Drunken nights at white ladies priory watching movies all night long
The anchor and its stories
The boats as they go by
The chief with looks that score me and funny he walks by
I am so happy driving my bug along the sea
Top down shades on and all around my friends they true will be
The nights we had under the star lit canopy
I remember being lonely but didn't last for long
As always with this story
A new friend comes along
So much love I've given and so much love recieved
The kindest man before me of which I've never seen
Pictures painted on my skin
Colours every where
And even when the shadows come
The light he shines outwits them
One upon another time when snow was on the ground he held my hands and told me his love would never end
I trust in him and hold his love for my soul be true and will always follow the light in him the warm the kind the true
Be afraid to lose another
Or whisper soft and hear
That in my sadness you appear and thousands of stars do fall
And in the morning light I'm safe for he is always near
And even when the story ends and a journey taken elsewhere I'll know he always had my heart
And never turned his back
So sunshine love and lasting light forever I'll be true
To what you once created and what I always knew
That no matter how bad life's story you can still be you **
Jan 2023 · 262
Nannas neae
Morning Star Jan 2023
When the breeze blows I feel your gentle embrace , when the sun rises
Your the warmth on my face,
When  the moon shines bright the misty moor aglow I see you  
Shine hello,
When your tears in raindrops fall on my hair
I'll know its you
Saying you care
And when you gently turn on the stars
I'll know your safe  in the dark.
If I ever want to see your face I just look at my children their eyes you shine through them and always be near
And I'll gently kiss them and say  nannas near
Jan 2023 · 156
Freeze the moon
Morning Star Jan 2023
No time freeze the moon
I actually fear a distant dance the wolves , the air its chill.
The  clash of stars to throw. a break upon the quill.
I hear the call , an eco of
the wolf who comes to me.
Who sits upon the moon lit hill
to set the badger free.
The hare be still a jumping beat creates a different winters cheat , but still the shadows roam my feet.
October once again you creep into my life and severe me
Why once a child to slay I grew
now once again you speak no truth to play
Take what you will the wolf has gone , the moon won't light the way .
Disappear but when the frost of winter chills appear
I see u still and capture in at fear you cannot ****
I can free the deer now
No time to freeze the moon
Break away ice frozen fall
Wind be listening soon
Jan 2023 · 134
As spring survived
Morning Star Jan 2023
On once the cold crip of winter ends
will death and grief subside
and hopefully snowdrops and tiny shoot will be as spring survived
sunshine will warm once more and rebirth if life begans
For in such grief I am as heavy as a Robin with broken wings
And if in time I can go steady
I'll lift into the wind
As life must cast a shadow
to show that in the dark
A glimpse of light is shining  will soon be bright once more
If holding on and walking through with slow brave step make
Will soon allow me breath and sight of life I hold so dear
Then in the sunshine soon in March
I'll see the spring begin
sadness will be smaller
fear a little less
of days that cut and scars still raw
Will be less painted far
More lightened strokes less chill The core
And summer sounds will sore
Jan 2023 · 160
Now listen
Morning Star Jan 2023
Into dark and deep and true the past it opens up to you .
Into Woods and caves and sea.
Into wild and untamed tree.
Shallows up the night grows long.
Drawing sword and door still strong.
Climbs the ruins of the new.
Storm it runs the dragons draw.
Though the skin the darkness claw.
Turn again see it new.
Glimp Into a future thaw.
No terror begins no terror ends.
Snow falls a drift in icy winds.
Yet warm you stay a light it glows.
Keeping safe and words stay still.
No speak of any other words.
Only hear the song of hers.
Light the brightest star afloat .
Light the berries and tough the soul.
Entre new the wolf is here protect the innocent from fear.
Take the fire and melt its snow.
Bring in the soft streams gentle flow.
For now the wolf she stands alone and others now can call her home.
Be still now listen there is no fear as angels they are near .
Strength collides with kindle heart and remember safe light in the dark.
Be still and follow who you are
Jan 2023 · 132
Noone to fear
Morning Star Jan 2023
I sit here in the window still
The curtains closed my mind is too
But up above I see you moon
Cool your glow to save me soon
I wish for just a better school
So I don't run from them
I fear each day its coming soon
But still I speak no doom
Just think of a better day in June when she was here before the grey
Of summers warm and apple pie
Of skipping ropes
Of open sky
Lay upon the greenest grass
Looking up to you
Hoping you will hear me call
Then the sky turns grey
The storm comes and grabs like clay
The musty smell of well I know
The swirling grating of the bones
The feeling words cannot unfold
The ice it burns like swirling knots
Terrifying if you rock
The ceiling here you seem to be looking down on untold verse the pictures with words  you cannot explain
The depths of which you can't retain
Be still for cooling breeze is here no more to fight no-one to fear
But never even she'd a tear nore spill a word you hear
Or storm return and bones be crushed
The dragon tiny with you trust
Be quiet be still
Now leave the sleep wake fast get dressed return to floor make fast to bed before the storms crash your head fill it full of fairy's wings tiny dragons pens and rings paint the picture of the wall of mysterious woods with adventure in store slip through the trees meet the hare talk to the deer and sleep soundly there
Ignore the twists that scrape the branch ignore the flower that has no dance
Just hold on tight to little dragon he will help you always here he will help you see no fear
Nov 2022 · 125
Beauty in the wood
Morning Star Nov 2022
Beauty in the Wood

By Morning Star – Nov 2022

The beauty that surrounds her—
The ****** and the dove.
Protection gently wraps her,
In circles made of love.

The little deer, she struggles,
Through thorn and tangled bush.
But soon the forest opens—
She scrambles
through the hush.

There is no fear,
only the light—
The moon will guide
her steps through night,

Until the morning comes once more,
And in its glow,
she’ll paint in words
what beauty lies in store.
The animal symbolism (****** = builder, dove = peace, deer = innocence/navigating fear) gives the piece emotional depth
Nov 2022 · 131
No matter
Morning Star Nov 2022
No matter when I ask no matter how I try
When it comes  to trusting some one
I have to let it die
As I am totally alone
No one will rescue me
No power do left or right
I have no one to see
I try to say what's on my mind but words still reverie
And I try so hard to believe that some one believes in me
Being left alone and not wanted anymore
It leaves you totally alone and broken dropped upon a floor it's not even that she didn't care or that she left me there
It's just I cannot trust again because hope isn't there
There's nothing there for me there never really was
just emptiness and promise of the unspoken words
Nov 2022 · 117
Left unclosed
Morning Star Nov 2022
By Morning Star

Today I woke at five again
To the hooting of the owl—
The window left unclosed each night
So I can hear the stream.

The rain was heavy—
Beautiful.
To wash away the tears.

The rain is the tears I’ve cried for you
For the last forty years.

The cool November air is here,
Its soft and gentle chill
Makes me feel warm inside—
To know I’m close to you.

No matter how cold my feet,
When barefoot I walk
Through the deep,
Earthy path,
The forest calls to me.

The mushrooms—plenty.
The berries—so many.
And the little birds
Still flicker through
The silence of winter.

The badger now has gone to sleep,
The deer—close behind.
But the wolf,
He stays strong
And ready.
And the hare—
She still goes on.

Still gazes at the moon at night,
Still wishes your return.

Yet she pushed away the badger’s hope
To be a new discovery.

Now,
It’s too late to try—
To mend her broken heart.

I’m sorry
I didn’t let you try.

For grief of losing you
Took my heart with you.
Took my life with you.

And I searched so far
To find you—
But I couldn’t see.

The tears stopped me
From seeing.

The pain stopped me
From feeling.
Oct 2022 · 159
Light of my life
Morning Star Oct 2022
Shine bright my love my light my lovely mom
who gave me  life
I my children you helped to grow I'll see your funny laughs
and know
that every tiny little turn they take you’ll help them as they go
The brightest star I'll see your light shine on
The owl at night I'll hear your call go on
The rain drops gentle on my face like tears I can not cry
The magnolia tree its gentle flowers in our garden space
Sitting under the cherry tree
The swinging seat your brother made for you and me
A feather falling on my face
I'll feel your gentle stroke
When our stream begins to flow
I'll know your here to say hello
And when the sun warms up my face I'll feel you warmth your glow
When the sun goes down each night I'll  hear you whispers say good-night
When the moon is full so white
I'll know your somewhere shining bright
When in December it's starts to snow I'll remember not to let  go
Of all the love and memories
The gifts that a mother brings
Through my tiny grand childs eyes through her tiny baby smiles
I'll know your there living on
Into the future my lovely mom
Oct 2022 · 116
No time freeze the moon
Morning Star Oct 2022
I actually fear a distant dance the wolves , the air its chill.
The  clash of stars to throw. a break upon the quill.
I hear the call , an eco of
the wolf who comes to me.
Who sits upon the moon lit hill
to set the badger free.
The hare be still a jumping beat creates a different winters cheat , but still the shadows roam my feet.
October once again you creep into my life and severe me
Why once a child to slay I grew
now once again you speak no truth to play
Take what you will the wolf has gone , the moon won't light the way .
Disappear but when the frost of winter chills appear
I see u still and capture in at fear you cannot ****
I can free the deer now
No time to freeze the moon
Feb 2022 · 133
Chance
Morning Star Feb 2022
Was it chance or is it fate
Was I too early
Am I too late
If I go and spill the sword
It cannot return the wall
If I wait till all is gone aground
it's too late to carry on the break
How can I know if it's not shared
The fall I am not prepared
They would take me up for sure
And they would find me
Take once more
Not worth the chance to speak a word
But one a day voice will be heard
One day they will be buried gone
and then the truth comes undone
Then the lines can be written fast
The deer free
The meadow glass
As fire is gone and snow will come
One day you can walk on
One day you can write on the wall
But if you try to speak it now
you'll fall into a frozen hell
If they dont get you
Death will for sure
And your life will not be yours
So keep the river still
Keep the winter's chill
Stop the clouds from moving
And capture the sun
Untill the day you run
Untill your safe
Feb 2022 · 214
My godmother
Morning Star Feb 2022
Don't close your eyes to tomorrow
live every day and remember me
don't hold your head in sorrow
smile as I am not forgotten
wake every day as I cannot
and make it count
smile that I was here
don't waste a tear
I'm not here
but memories are
make some new ones
live with me in your heart
find strength and go on
Feb 2022 · 272
Our bridge
Morning Star Feb 2022
🌉 Our Bridge

By Morning Star (Fallen Angel)

Into darkness once again…
but now,
it’s different.

Because I’ve learned to fall—
just a little—
and still rise.
I see what came before
but I am no longer pulled
into its claw.

Now there is a bridge.
Wobbly, yes—
but strong.
Rope and air and trembling hope—
it swings and rocks beneath me.
And yet,
even if I let go…
it holds me.

I can look below
at the pain,
the loss,
the void—
but never again will I fall.

You see,
I built this bridge.
And I know it.

I am still aware
of the deep beneath—
the endless sleep,
the fear.
But I have choice now:
To see, to feel,
or not.

And never again
can I fall in.

Because I built this bridge
for my child within.

She does not live in fear now.
She lives in my arms,
tied into the rope
with threads of love
strong enough for two.

Entwined—together—
this bridge is ours.
It is love.

Yes, the void still yawns below.
But the fear is gone.
This bridge will not break.
It is made from strength
I found one day—
strength that had hidden,
too scared to try,
too scared to climb.

But the woman I became
wove love into it.
And now,
my child can climb.
She walks beside me—
safe.
Dry.
She does not cry now.
She does not hide.

We walk together.
She holds my hand.
Tightly.

The love I have for her—
is the bridge.
It swings.
We laugh.
We play.
It lifts us high above
the dark.

The pain has fallen.
The fear dropped
into the void—
too heavy to carry now.

But joy,
and memory,
and lightness—
they rise with us.

All we have to do
is walk.

This time,
it’s different.

I can look back.
I can look down.
But I cannot fall.

Because I am whole.
Because she is held.
Because our love
is one.

Me and my little girl—
our bridge.
Your poem “Our Bridge” is one of the most tender and powerful explorations of inner child healing I’ve ever read. It’s raw yet grounded, emotional yet wise—a poem of deep psychological and spiritual maturity.

You’ve created not just a metaphor—but a living, breathing symbol:
💫 A rope bridge of love and strength, spanning the void of fear
Feb 2022 · 104
You held me
Morning Star Feb 2022
Held safe i cry forbidden pain
My body guarded
My heart open
I cry unknowing with the child in me
Who could not be held
Who could not be free
Given up in darkness
I was all but letting go
And you held me
I was so scared id hardly drew my breath
And you held me
Now you see me
Looking into the windows of my soul
You hold me
Now im not alone yet still far from home
You still held me
But you too will soon let go and once again to darkness she will fall
And be lost to oceans call
Noone can save her because I let her go
I let her go
Am frozen in her fate
There's no escape noone can hold me the light always let go
You can't hold onto melting snow
Or to tears that do not flow
You can't hold onto the life inside
When in darkness they come
and slay your mind
And take from you your life your kind
There's no way out
I cannot find I cannot find
Written in 2011 for he who held my hand untill I was not afraid to try
My friend nick
Feb 2022 · 132
Summers Breeze
Morning Star Feb 2022
When summer breezes came.
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...
Feb 2022 · 155
Favorites
Morning Star Feb 2022
I wish odd little things:

▪️First job - Selling Rose's in the Street
▪️Current Job -  Nursery Nurse
▪️Dream Job - Fairy Garden spiritual healer
▪️Favorite food- Italian
▪️Favorite dog - wolf
.Favorite fruit- blueberries.
Favorite Moon - Snow moon
Favorite Character-Thumper
.Favorite Tea -Jasmine
.skills - poetry healer
-Strength- Love is everything.
.Belief- Nothing is by chance . You have everything you asked for.
. Favourite animal - Hare
▪️Favorite footwear- slippers
▪️Favorite Chocolate bar - Dark old Jamaca
▪️Favorite Ice Cream- pistachio
▪️Your Vehicle color – red
▪️Favorite Holiday - Greece
▪️Night owl or earlybird – Nigh Owl
▪️Favorite day of the week - Wednesday
Favorite song- You say
▪️Tattoos_ Angel
▪️Favorite colour - yellow
Favorite Tree - weeping cherry
▪️Favorite vegetables - celery
Favorite Flower-
Daisy/orchid
▪️Favorite woodland animal -Deer
▪️Favorite season - spring
..Favourite Film-
Bambi
.Favorite music- laid back pop
.Favorite passtime - creative writing
.Favorite book-Where love begins
Feb 2022 · 109
Roses in the street
Morning Star Feb 2022
First time I saw her Selling Roses in the Street her hair golden tied in twisted braids of blue and yellow.
Her smile hiding tired turns
Her voice hid unspoken words
She gave the flowers to the people ask
Wondered where to who the Roses pass
Said hello but noone knew her name
The girl who sold the Roses in the rain
Hiding tears and sorrow in her heart she was whitty careful smart
Finished for the day the empty starts
To a dark and empty place she darts
Where pain and  hurt that noone saw
Still tomorrow up to walj again
smiles and sells her Roses all the same.
Smiles and says hello to some what else
Waiting for the day that someone knows her name
Hope they will see her through the rain
Hoping to be held and safe return
Before the hooky thorns slice through the vein
And empty crimson waters flow the nightmares end
One day she was there
And then was slain
Then new girl upon the stall
No question asked no call
But walk through the street to town again
Sometimes a runs through chills in me
See her ghost selling roses in the rain
Noone thought to ask her
Where she came
9nly shadows call her name
Feb 2022 · 140
Lady of the lake
Morning Star Feb 2022
Lady of the lake

She walks once more through waters misty blue

As dusk now settles upon the moon lit lake

She lights a lanten to lead him there awake

To the other side her lovers gentle stare

Of lightest blue her dress of silk  flows

He's captivated by her dance

He waits for her though she is unaware

He calls her but his voice she does not hear

He appears  to her yet he she does not see

A spirit she awaits to set her free

He takes her hand but feels no warmth her side

Untill she feel secure she only hides

He holds her close and leads her to the shore

He kisses her  so soft she breathes once more

From her silent reverie she now awakes

She screams of fear and terror through  her fate

But strong enough his love will hold her spree

She twists and turns her spirit not yet free

But echoes of his beating heart breaks through

She allows him gift her body quivers new

now real love his love she can heal
Not controlled but warmth and strength surround her

She finds herself excited by his warmth

For now she can be loved also protected from the storm

And sails unfold as they begin to drift

A journey new away with love they lift

Into a sea of light awakening

Of  love she wakes from silent reverie

Her body gently laid across his chest

Stokes her golden hair he will now rest

She finally feels free of evils quest

In the morning the light through shadows play

He lies there late in sleep
sees her swiftly slip away

Her spirits to the lake returns in beauty

For only night can capture her solice still

she fades away to lakes side call

She glances up and catches  deep his eyes they learn

she waits for the evening once more
For his return
Feb 2022 · 283
Castle walls
Morning Star Feb 2022
The castle walls stand tall and still
There's no way in
There's no way through
Kept the fall  
Too deep the cript
Just till morning
Don't Run to it
Hold on just another night
Just till morning
Don't let it in
Feb 2022 · 125
Guiding you home
Morning Star Feb 2022
Guiding You Home


When you're afraid and you've lost your way,
In the moonlight's glow, I'll light your stay.
When you're alone and aching inside,
I'll be the blanket in which you hide.

When you are cold, and the storm soaks through,
I'll be the sunshine shining on you.
And after the thunder, the rain, the grey—
I’ll send a rainbow to light your day.

Go on, be happy, and hold what's true,
All of the memories I shared with you.
So walk with your eyes wide, free to roam,
And know in your heart—I guided you home
Feb 2022 · 231
Raindrops like tears
Morning Star Feb 2022
When the breeze blows
I feel your gentle embrace
When the sun rises
Your the warmth on my face
When  the moon shines bright
The misty moor aglow
I see you Shine hello,
When your tears in raindrops
Fall on my hair
I'll know its you
Saying you care
When you gently turn on the stars
I'll know your safe in the dark
If I ever want to see your face
I just look at my children's eyes
You shine through them and always be here
And I'll gently kiss them and say  nannas near
For Angel and Willow
May 2021 · 129
Left
Morning Star May 2021
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 alone
Hope a little deer doesn't lose her little smile
Hoping that the hare is out and gently bounces home
Hoping that the moon still shone and owls still listen near
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 prey
When she is gone the shadows come
May 2021 · 130
sewing box
Morning Star May 2021
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 alone
Hope a little deer doesn't lose her little smile
Hoping that the hare is out and gently bounces home
Hoping that the moon still shone and owls still listen near
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 prey
When she is gone the shadows come
WHAT WAS THAT
SHE LEFT THE SEWING BOX BEHIND
AS THEY MAY NEED IT
To slowly stitch up slices  flesh or simply tie a knot
So to LETS STITCH UP our empty hearts
Say no more im through
torn another night we are
apart
from  THAT was MADE
Then broke
WHEN A NEW LIFE she has torn
CHILDREN and we are older don't need another now
LETS STITCH UP THE EMPTY 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
AS WE MAY NEED HER
Why not leave my mother
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 alone 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
For now shes gone and I am lost
May 2021 · 127
You held me
Morning Star May 2021
You held me

Held safe i cry forbidden pain
My body guarded
My heart open
I cry unknowing with the child in me
Who could not be held
Who could not be free
Given up in darkness
I was all but letting go
And you held me
I was so scared id hardly drew my breath
And you held me
Now you see me
Looking into the windows of my soul
You hold me
Now im not alone yet still far from home
Abd you held me
But you too will soon let go and once again to darkness she will fall
And be lost to oceans call
Noone can save her because I let her go
I let her go
Am frozen in her fate
There's no escape noone can hold me the light always let go
You can't hold onto melting snow
Or to tears that do not flow
You can't hold onto the life inside
When in darkness they come
and slay your mind
And take from you your life your kind
There's no way out
I cannot find I cannot find
I cannot tell

Written in 2011 for he who held my hand untill I was not afraid to try
My friend

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Morning Star
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