The  flame, it burns eternal,
mortals have no say.
We are born,
thus we die,
’tis rightly
written this way.
The battle is never over
for neither side truly wins.
Good or evil cannot conquer,
they are co-joined as twins.
LadyP©2014

Oh
dear,
I seem to
have lost it,
altho’ I feel it’s somewhere near.
I only used it a second ago
and put it just about here.
Mayhap you’re in possession
unknowing, you now have two.
Please, would you check for double vision?
Two souls, instead
of the one
that is
you.
LadyP©2014

Perched high on a crag,                                           
                        ­        legs poised to spring,                              
hearts beating wildly                                            
              ­                         as we take to the wing                    
catching warm thermals,                                    
                                                   to float on thin air,                          
         taking breath quickly,                                                  
                                            hardly any to spare                
   Now is the time,                                                      
     ­                wings spread out wide
                             a smooth operation,                            
                        to­ bank as we glide.                                    
Flowing the motion,                      
as fluidity is key,                                      
we land, we devour,  for Vultures we be…
LadyP©2014

The voice said
“Go back
‘Tis not
your time”
I floated down
to this body of mine,
lying there, flesh ‘n bone,
soulfully lost, on my own,
for the light was still there,
shining bright, calling to me,
feeling so right, beautiful,
pulling, surely not dreamt?
It just wasn’t my time,
‘Twasn’t meant.  
LadyP©2014

Is it
weakness to share?
is it weakness to care,
weakness to let others
see how you fare?
Surely strength
plays a part,
in a pure
loving
heart
sharing, caring,
giving,
‘tis a positive start…
LadyP©2013

It appears
I’m climbing a mountain,
my whole life a spur to the top.
At the moment it feels slow going
I’m afraid to slowdown and stop.
Looking back I see many detours,
mistaken when faith grew weak.
When the way seemed easier,
or so I thought, until the
trail led me back to seek,
the true path to the crown,
to the summit, where every
breath is now thin and frail.
Reaching the pinnacle of life’s
desire,  to achieve flight, not to
plummet and thereby fail.
LadyP©2013

You asked could you be forgiven,  
I said yes, but you see I lied.
You asked if you had hurt me,
I said no, truth is I cried.
Truth can be sometimes hurtful,
make the vulnerable even more so.
Then you asked if we had a future,
I answered with truth,
coup de grâce,
a loud
No!!
LadyP©2014