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Solaces Mar 2018
Endless shadow... Endless shade.. There was nothing more but dusk and forgotten day..  For millions of years it was dark beyond dark.  It was our peace and their end.  But all it took was a spark.  A small spark 1000 years ago.  Today that spark became a ray of light.  It cut through all of our darkness in an instant.  And their it stood.  A being made of nothing but pure light.  It shined and shined forever in all directions.  We could not stop it.  It pushed us all away..  Across the universe and in to another.  The light then brought color and life to whatever it touched.  This being of light however only had so much time to shine.  It later died out as our darkness took back over.  Or so we thought.  Its near endless light still travels today across the cosmos.  Creating more light in its wake.  This being that shined that day is called a star.  Now they are all over the universe. And forever will be. Because we thought nothing could ever break our darkness. But all it took was a spark.
The sun is born.
Solaces Mar 2018
The shop of Little Wonders. Found with a hum that one can only dream of.  A song about how small things have a big effect on the world around us.  Today the lady bugs arrive with gifts of summer magic to this mini shop of little wonders under the grass.  


The Sun wax candle:
This candle has no wick.. But it still can be lit..  It is made out of sun wax.  Once lit the flame will float above the sun wax.  The flame will sustain the day so long as it is lit. A strong magic.  Only ones with true fire can light it....

The Spinner of forgotten time:
Looks much like a fidget spinner.  Created by lost time and time that flies by when you are having fun.  Can be spun once a day to stop time for 10 seconds.  Once spun the Spinner of forgotten time turns into a small galaxy to rearrange time in this galaxy.  A very strong magic.  Only those who have held the needles of time can spin it.
I was in this strange little shop in my dreams last night. I swear I was asleep for 2 days!
  Feb 2018 Solaces
Sylvia Frances Chan
The Devil himself

…..he read that online
mine poetry about poverty
that poverty was about
the grammar mistakes in many poems

the stupidity started chasing me
declared instantly me-moi as his enemy
his words, so absurd
a lunatic so terrific

I thought he could read poetry
but….I was mistaken....

my beloved one never knew
the alienating appearance of this blind male

I wrote about true poetry and its poverty
he associated with politics and its tactics

I thought he could read poetry
but….I was mistaken....

thought he ran the marathon
but....I was mistaken,

he was chasing me constantly,

God said to me: " Have never fear, Sylvia
I am with you all the time"

all my fears disappeared instantly

from far I heard the thunder
and I saw the brightest lightning
a man fell down shouting for help

on my way, I passed his burnt body
terrible smell of burnt blood
Hey! That was the one who was constantly chasing me
The devil himself with his poker face

Thank you, dear Lord,
you have helped me in Your Time....

that resonates with mine,
oh Lord, You are sublimest!


© Sylvia Frances Chan
Tuesday AD. The 20th February 2018-
@ 14.30 hrs P.M. West-European Time.

Sheer poetry 2018.  Hurray! © Sylvia Frances Chan
Copyright Protected. A parody poem.
  Feb 2018 Solaces
beth fwoah dream
dream of lilies,
blues and whites
in their little islands,
flower of the starlight,
flower of the water.
Solaces Feb 2018
They came out of the dark wilderness..
My solitude and my peace..
Some of my thoughts will sometimes drift to them..
These shadows come and go..
A strange peace indeed..
In darkness where everything can be seen..
As if there were light but truly there wasn't..
Thats what the dark wilderness is..
A wild darkness untainted by hate or malice..
True darkness..
Its where my solitude and peace come from..
Its where they will return..
Along side me someday.   .. . . . . .. .           .. .       . .. . . . .. .
True darkness....
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