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 Oct 2014 Paula Lee
Jack
I’m thinking of a place
With a monkey and a sled
A brand new jar of cottage cheese
Just resting on the bed
An envelope with butterflies
Upon the stamp it wears
And a basement sitting at the top
Of someone else’s stairs
~
A very special place
Where the beach is at your door
And multicolored tangerines
Will help you mop the floor
A casserole with tuna
In a bowl of cocoa beans
Where a question is an answer
Or at least that’s what it seems
~
A place where you will notice
That the sun it always shines
And toaster ovens tick away
Below the shuttered blinds
Jeopardy is on the tube
Wherever you may go
Antiques shuffle down the street
As every road will show
~
When you are in this special place
A trolley will say hi
A weeping willow sings a song
As it forgets to cry
Hibiscus on the front porch
Welcome all who do drop in
The price it has been lowered
As the morning comes again
~
You’ll see while in this special place
A necklace on a whale
And smiles at the dollar store
They always are on sale
A seagull and a crescent moon
Now share the skies above
But most of all while in this place
You’ll see that you are loved
~
You will learn this special place
It lives within my heart
To offer you a haven
When we find we are apart
A sanctuary nestled deep
That forever will be true
For here within this special place
I always will love you
 Oct 2014 Paula Lee
Hilda
Sweet gentle daughter of dreaming blue eyes
Reflecting visions from some distant sphere;
Untainted by nightmares of icy fear,
Nor saddened yet by fate's mocking disguise.
Unopened book of fickle tomorrow,
Not certain of how future may unfold,
With hours of lead or hours of molten gold;
Unenlightened yet by unknown sorrow.
Sands rush through the hourglass of wasted years,
While breaking our young hearts with shattered dreams.
The clock of life wrings disappointed tears,
Unhampered by our plans and clever schemes.
Beware grim reaper swinging ***** blade
Who mocks thee as childhood days slowly fade.

**~Hilda~
© Hilda September 20, 2014 4:48 PM
Dedicated to my dear daughter Marian.
 Oct 2014 Paula Lee
Poetic T
The sheets like an apparition
Untouched,
Flow,
Glide,
Upon the winds
Aloft from the ground,
White is balanced
To fly in the breeze,
But never to let go.
For when winds cease
Still will they be,
White sheets still as
Death,
Motionless,
Immobile,
Till that breathe of nature
Never seen, but felt,
Once again exhales
Life in to cotton sheets,
White as snow
Playing,
Swaying,
Dancing,  
Upon the winds once again.
 Oct 2014 Paula Lee
Poetic T
I was dust in the universe
You were the winds that
Silently moved through space,
You were felt as
Gases  
Dust
Colours
Mixed, it took time
But you moved me,
When others just
Looked through me
As if I wasn't there.
Then we moved closer intimate
Hydrogen
Helium
They mixed, other parts to make a whole
"Then we ignited"
We became more than
Two separate things,
We burn bright
Your winds envelope me
Caressing
Touching
Gently
,Through the eternity of time
We will burn bright
We started as so little
But know we are a whole
And are love will be felt through the universe.
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