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  Oct 2015 Jimmy Hegan
Maha Salman
I lie awake,
listening to the unearthen trees
whisper their rose petalled lies
prophesying the return of my hope.
Whilst the wind's mournful kisses
die gracefully
in a futile attempt
to form the epitome of
happiness.
  Oct 2015 Jimmy Hegan
Lora Lee
I summon the power of ice
and arctic air
as well as
a bit of dark
to calm that
powerful glare
Yes, sweet waters
come cool my Desire
help me realize
my passion and fire
I now sit
and write
send up
rainbows
of pure
Light
as I glow
from embers
that smolder
in the night
my hands
raised
up in supplication
I am in my sacred temple
which I discovered
as I roam
surrounded
by my angels
that can only
wrap their wings
around me
and help my heart
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