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Lisa A Anglin Sep 2010
Wishes and dreams can come true,
All you have to know is what to do.
Just wish upon a star on a rainy night,
Reciting an old poem, Star Light Star Bright...,
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Have the wish I wish tonight.
Look into my lonely eyes and see,
Just what this cruel world has done to me.
Feeling all alone in emptiness,
What could be worse than this?
Holding onto dreams long past due,
Not knowing what else to do.
But wish upon a star on a rainy night,
Reciting an old poem, Star Light Star Bright...,
Days unlike the years can pass so slow,
While in my heart the fervor grows.
I look up to the sky in time to see
the star I’ve wished upon twinkle then fall to me.
Reaching for my dreams and holding tight,
while wishing on a star on a rainy night.
© Copyright 2008 L. A. Anglin
Lisa A Anglin Jun 2010
Life is a journey with hills and winding roads for me to travel as I bestow. There are paths that cross and dead-end streets. There are plenty of detours and obstacles to meet. One day I found myself on a lone highway when I became aware I had lost my way. I looked around to my concern and wondered when I had made a wrong turn. I looked for a sign to tell me my location and found myself reflecting upon my initial destination.
          My passage through life has lost its intention. I wander across trails of no ambition. Wearily I struggle to fight dejection... as I span the horizon contemplating my direction. East, South, West, or North, I must decide in order to go forth. Feeling overwhelmed I fall to my knees and ask Goddess Diana to help me please.
          I hear a voice inside me say, ”My dear child, you know your way. Follow your heart it will always lead to paths of splendor and the way to succeed. Remember the words of our Wiccan Rede, and the three fold law must you heed. Be of true heart and goodwill, and ye harm none do what ye will.”
          I rise to my feet and look to the west remembering now my journeys quest. I watch an eagle fly towards the sea and knew all was well, So Mote It Be!
©Copyright 2008 L. A. Anglin
Lisa A Anglin Jun 2010
Quiet. So quiet, at times it scares me
The calm before the storm
Winter blue skies enchant me as I peer into its depth
Silently I wish to be apart of it
Living in its freedom, it’s ever changing reality
I look deeper, my stomach begins to quiver, anticipating...
At last a gentle wind embraces my body.
Rapidly it becomes stronger... Intoxicating!
The invitation to ecstasy is beyond temptation
My soul lifts as I surrender myself
Leaving all thoughts of my worlds reality...
Now is my chance for fantasy

Strong winds engulf me
Spinning me faster, deeper, into those diamond blue skies
Easily, I am lost in its depth  
I feel myself being swept away by soft rhythmic winds
Dancing as one
We touch the misty clouds and discover the passions they hide
Higher and higher we dance...
Feeling the heat of the sun
We climb towards the moon, the stars, into eternity!
United as one we cling in ecstasy
Tenderly now, we drift. Feeling all to be felt
Slowly we begin subsiding...
Ecstasy fades
Taking with it the hidden treasures
Those diamond blues protect so well
© Copyright 2008 L. A. Anglin
Lisa A Anglin May 2010
Hold me close so I can feel no pain,
Listen to my heart, it’s beginning to rain.
   Is there nothing you can do or say...,
That’ll make this pain go away?
   Looks like it’s gonna be a cloudy day.

And life goes on it’s plain to see
   The bitter truths of reality
Is this how it’s meant to be?
   Call it fate or destiny.


   Can you feel the rumble as the thunder roars?
Lightening strikes, the tears begin to pour.
   What will break first, the storm or I?
Fierce winds stir ‘round the pain inside...,
   Looks like it’s gonna be a dark lonely sky.

And life goes on each waking day,
   With skies of blue or skies of gray.
Do we embrace or do we betray?
   Is it providence or come what may?
© Copyright 2008 L. A. Anglin
Lisa A Anglin May 2010
I feel the wind blowing through my hair
Even when there is no wind
I see the rocks bend with the wind
But I know rocks don't bend
I feel the sand between my toes
Where there is no sand
I hear the Rock Band playing
But I see no band
I sit where I am
Unseen by the world around me
For I don't want to be there
I want to be...
Where the wind is blowing
Where the rocks are growing
Where the sand is laying
And where I can hear the Rock Band Playing
Copyright © 2007 L. A. Anglin
Lisa A Anglin May 2010
Obscure, with feelings shrouded by loss and pain,
Unwilling or unable to open the door for love again.
A soul filled with devotion and loyalty,
A heart that is empty from what use to be.
Behind eyes of a distance and detached vision,
Are echoes of a passion locked within a prison.
© Copyright 2008 L. A. Anglin
Lisa A Anglin Jan 2010
When it is the darkness we are seeing
Then we are seeing nothing at all
When we listen to emptiness
Then there is nothing for us to hear
When at the darkest dawn we seek beyond the blackness
Then enlightenment is revealed
When we heed the absence of void
Then we can hear over the silence
©Copyright2008 L. A. Anglin
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