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 Dec 2012 Sa Sa Ra
DieingEmbers
An empty box a pair of socks,
some paper plates and string.
Some bright felt tips and paper clips,
and lots of other things.

Now suddenly the box you see,
as turned into a plane.
A toilet roll a plastic bowl,
and now it is a train.

A fair ground ride a place to hide,
or speedy racing cars.
A comfy bed a flying sled,
a rocket to the stars.

So leave the toys cause girls and boys,
prefere the box you see.
It's safe and fun for ev'ry one,
and best of all it's free.
If youve kids you'll already know this lol
 Dec 2012 Sa Sa Ra
CA Guilfoyle
Cool grass
wet rain soaked
fallen leaves bled
dead, decayed
ghostly offerings

wet bark, moss and bones
damp, gray and gone
birth of blue light sun lives one
burning into tomorrow
when yesterday becomes
the past, the dust
of us
I turn and I turn
Life's sweet colours spinning past
Faster and slower
Around and around I go
Full of all and full of awe
(or Dance of the Itinerant Time Traveler)(or Small Vehicle to Nirvana)
my mind meanders
as the night grows restless
reaching out with passionate fingers
that draw me out of my stupor
                                                  i’m twisted in their embrace
                                                  conflic­ted, astray in this maze
                                                  with unquenched desire they pry me open

an endless procession of memories -
set free from their anchors, they rise up
contorting themselves to the tunes of                       “Should I enter or not?” asks the labyrinth
“what if?” and  “ why not?”                                                           the maze gifts me dead-ends
demanding answers that cannot be given

                                                     an­ argument of the heart with itself
                                                     is not one that finds resolution
                                                    th­e decision is the destination


in the end they all await the Sun

- Vijayalakshmi Harish
  17.12.2012

Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish
 Dec 2012 Sa Sa Ra
K Balachandran
Soft white light,
gently makes love
          to your supine naked body,
                               *you sleep oblivious.
 Dec 2012 Sa Sa Ra
Marian
Like a ball of fire,
Beautiful is the red sun,
Setting in the west!*

*~Marian~
 Dec 2012 Sa Sa Ra
Marian
My Friend is Jesus,
Because He died for me and,
He died for you too!!

*
~Marian~
Jesus died for me and you! Always believe in Him!!
If you're not one of His Children then now is the time to be His Child!!
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