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DARK WATERS In these dark waters come the drawn dreams up from my frozen heart the water glitters spring I hold on standing tall in the dusk of hope I listen from distance the songs of the birds the songs of frogs that are all in love, I dreamed of the battle of love I dream that one day my prince will find me Year's had passed in silence in the midnight moon I see an old scarecrow out of my window standing alone in a corn field in weird hollows lonely while the ravens sleep making dreams, I see in the loss of days’ women planting seeds singing songs of ancient times Old poets come to my mind like King Solomon and King David While wild geese write a line Flapping across the sky, while the old moon shines so bright in the night to celebrate a New Year A poetess write in the tingling of the night the last verses ''Oh, ' full moon you seen everything that this old life brings Solacing my forty-eight years to pass to my forty-nine let this poetess of who I am keep on writing my death bed. Poetic Judy Emery © 2015 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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Feb 28, 2017
Feb 28, 2017 at 4:36 PM UTC
DARK WATERS
DARK WATERS In these dark waters come the drawn dreams up from my frozen heart the water glitters spring I hold on standing tall in the dusk of hope I listen from distance the songs of the birds the songs of frogs that are all in love, I dreamed of the battle of love I dream that one day my prince will find me Year's had passed in silence in the midnight moon I see an old scarecrow out of my window standing alone in a corn field in weird hollows lonely while the ravens sleep making dreams, I see in the loss of days’ women planting seeds singing songs of ancient times Old poets come to my mind like King Solomon and King David While wild geese write a line Flapping across the sky, while the old moon shines so bright in the night to celebrate a New Year A poetess write in the tingling of the night the last verses ''Oh, ' full moon you seen everything that this old life brings Solacing my forty-eight years to pass to my forty-nine let this poetess of who I am keep on writing my death bed. Poetic Judy Emery © 2015 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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Feb 28, 2017
Feb 28, 2017 at 4:36 PM UTC
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