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 Sep 2018 Megan Parson
Lora Lee
moving past the foliage
I smack back
the tangled brush
a strange truth revealed
my emotions in a rush
Here I am
in this hell-hatched bind
braced against the winds
grasping at shards
           of the Divine
for they're inside me,
all those pieces
jagged glass and soft meringue
my innards humming
shades of the blues
in offbeat notes of pain
and I know that deep within
between my earthly
beats of heart
resides a light that's
only mine
that slices through
this drape of dark

It's a heavy nightcloak breaking
as I reach out from
                     the abyss
praying for the comfort
of my soul's
bright morning
                kiss
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V_eOmvM-4zc
Touch of ground frost this morning
First of the season
The first day
of autumn
a cold dark
dank morn

Summer's
a distant memory
and winter's
becoming born
 Sep 2018 Megan Parson
Colm
When all around you is falling down
When the grass and trees and cricket sounds
Are no more there alive than dead
When your world is crashing inside out
To sky be bound
Look up instead

When the rolling clouds are sounding out
And the river ink is pouring down
And the flood is in your basement found
Stand proudly upon on your here and now
Don't sink your brow
Look up instead

When the voices jeer you all about
And the rumors populate the town
When commotive chaos finds your head
Don't let the horizon slip you now
Though falsehood fed
Look up instead

And when the never becomes the now
And the time like nightfall pulls you down
When the sunshine strays its fading stead
May the storms internal you allay
In peace be found
Look up instead
In short. When the turmoil grips you and the storm berates. When your hope is in shambles and your life is at end. Look up and see his goodness again. Because even the storm displays his power. Even the end portrays his goodness. You just have to look at it properly.

Easier said, right?
 Sep 2018 Megan Parson
CLARYT
"There she is, the freak" they say,
Their constant judgement, every day,
The taunts and fear with equal measure,
They'd burn me out for sure, with pleasure.

Children pointing in the street,
Adults never want to meet,
Fairytales of warts and bats,
Do not help me, that's a fact.

Love and kindness is my game,
Casting spells without the fame,
Those who make their bad views felt,
Are also those who ask for help.

With all my good intentions I,
Will ask the earth, the moon the sky,
These people's lives to be enhanced,
I say the words, and sway the dance.

I never ask for me or mine,
I leave it up to the divine,
I never spite, or grudge or hate,
As Karma couples hands with fate.

So all I ask from everyone,
Is stop your kin from poking fun,
But my belief is to forgive,
And always live, and let live....
It's unpleasant when I can't walk down the street without children pointing at the "Witch". Fuelled by the adults who plant such ******* in their heads....
If I were a person stronger than myself
My insecurities would disappear
Would you hear worried absurd thoughts
If murmured into your ear?

You would be horrified to learn
The madness running my brain
If I was less crazy my head would be too
It's a shame that instead I am insane.
I don't suffer from insanity, I enjoy every minute of it.
 Sep 2018 Megan Parson
Star BG
FAITH + HEART = SERENITY
LIGHT + DARK = BALANCE
DETERMINATION + FOCUS = DREAMS
LESSONS + PATIENCE = UNDERSTANDING
GRATITUDE + BREATH =WISDOM
GOD + AWAKENING = GRAND JOURNEY

YOU + ME = A GIFT FOR HUMANITY
MATH CAN INDEED BY FUN WHEN ONE HAS THE RIGHT ATTITUDE
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