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 Jul 2017 RuNe
Cait Harbs
Don't worry, love,
I know those gates of stone
stand firmly
to guard the most precious parts
of your soul.

I am not here like the others;
not as a warrior
planning a siege
or a strategist
plotting to knock them down.

I respect your walls too much.

You have fought in more wars
than most;
you have been betrayed by more loves
than most could survive -
your walls are the result
of your scars.

So here I stand before you,
my weapons laid down,
my intentions spread out before the Sun,
with nothing in my hands
but open palms,
asking you
to let me in.

Show me, love,
all those terrible,
beautiful
wild flowers
growing in your garden -
I want to do nothing
but paint them to remember,
and carry their fallen petals
safely in my heart.

Open up to me, please,
my love -
I am already yours.
 Jun 2017 RuNe
Nastar
Sunday Poetry
 Jun 2017 RuNe
Nastar
Are you happy?
Are you happy with me?
Because my thought haunts me
That probably somewhere
There is someone else who could makes you happier than I do
And it terrifies me
I can not promise you today
I can not promise you tomorrow

All I know is...
That when our hearts attached to each other
And our hands holding one another
We could survive the storms together
And anchored in the beautiful islands
Like we always do for thousand of days

Last night I saw you sleeping
Were you dreaming of our dreams?
Discovering our fine days
Looking at the blue sky
Laying on the field of daisies
Because I am dreaming too
On a starry night
Laying on the beach with you
Kissing under the shining milkyway
 Feb 2017 RuNe
Dhaye Margaux
Hands
 Feb 2017 RuNe
Dhaye Margaux
She got much gifts from open hands
Those golden hearts from foreign land
But though they came from farther place
Their hearts are closer, oh such a grace
~
Somehow it's good to take and keep
Yet there are hands that do not sleep
They are not tired of sharing gifts
Helping others with no buts and ifs
~
She loves to see herself like them
Sharing her gifts, her precious gems
Even the gifts she has today
Her skills and talents, that's her bouquet
~
And now she finds another dream
Like mending rips from hem to hem
She wants to share her open hands, too
With songs of hope for me and you
For those who came as blessings to others...
 Feb 2017 RuNe
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
there was once a crocodile  lived in a swamp beneath

he was very sad crocodile   had no teeth

one day in the swamp a frog was passing by

then he saw the crocodile who began to cry



frog had magic powers and a magic leaf

frog he cast a spell and brought him back his teeth

now he was like the others with teeth so big and white

he could hunt once more now that he could bite.



he thanked the magic frog for getting back his teeth

and the spell he cast from his magic leaf

he waved goodbye to frog as he swam away

and thinks about his friend to this very day
 Feb 2017 RuNe
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
people they write poems.  each in there own way

what ever comes to mind each and everyday

some poems they have humour that will make us smile

forget about our troubles if only for a while.



some they write of love and write it from the heart

some they write of sadness make the teardrops start

some will write of good some will write of bad

some will write of happiness make you feel so glad



devoting there free time for all the world to see

where ever there are words a poet there will be

giving us there time as they write away

for all of us to view every single day
 Feb 2017 RuNe
SøułSurvivør
There's a song
That we all know
In pounding rain
And whispering snow
I love to sing it as I go

The Creator sings
The Creator sings
The Creator sings

Over Creation

O how I love to hear this song!
O how I love to sing along!
In faith I know the angel's throng

The Creator sings
Over Creation



From His first Word
Thus Time began
The stars burst light
And atoms spin
He gave birds wing
And fish their fin

The Creator sings
The Creator sings
The Creator sings

Over Creation

Chorus


There's a lilac cloud
Over the sea
A lightning strike
O'r my ship's lee
A wind from port
So wildly free

The Creator sings
The Creator sings
The Creator sings

Over Creation

Chorus


How can it be
That God so dear
Whose voice is strong
Whose message clear

HOW CAN IT BE THE LOST CAN'T HEAR?

The Creator sings
The Creator sings
The Creator sings

OVER CREATION



SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/30/2017
To the melody of
"Hallelujah's"
By Chris Rice

We've been trying to find
A residential facility for my dad.
Please send good thoughts & prayers
To me & my family.
It's a hard time.

♡ THANKS! ♡
 Feb 2017 RuNe
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
i like it in the summer when the sun begins to shine

it can lift your heart make life feel just fine

sitting in the garden with a cup of tea

with the summer sun shining down on me



visiting the beach with friends and family

having lots of fun to fill your heart with glee

playing with the children playing in the sand

building little castles as you give a hand



by them all an icecream to cool them from the heat

watching children smile as they get there treat

putting on the lotion to protect you from the sun

life it seems much better now summer has begun
 Feb 2017 RuNe
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
when a heart is broken you fill with despair

the love that you once knew now no longer there

life it seems so lonely now so far away

all you see is sadness in a world of grey



time will help the pain change the way feel

take away the hurt help your heart to heal

then you can start again learn to love once more

get back all the happiness that you had before
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