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PrttyBrd Feb 2015
In the night they searched
For their surroundings to sustain them
For their choices to be enough
For their lives to have meaning

One roamed the nights here
The other roamed its home there
Searching through shadows
Trying in vain
To live up to the task of living

Together only in dreams
Wild and free
Unseen by those who did not matter
Noticed only by those
Whose time leached into the shadows

And in the night they searched
To be fulfilled both within and without
Left hungry wrapped in their thoughtful empty choices
Starved in darkness yearning to be sated
Their bright colors hued gray in the night

Passing, never having been sated
Spirits rose and were united at last
Finding in death what they lost among the living
Never to be seen but in the shadows of yesterday





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Jasmine Martin Jan 2015
Through deep valleys she is walking, aware of
Shadow beings lurking in the dark
Archetypes and entities just waiting for their moment
To play a destructive part

But even in the dark nights of the soul she knows
There is but one path she can take
Picking herself up time and again and holding on to the torch
To light the way for those
who follow in her wake

© Jasmine, December 2014
Excerpted from my article The Roller Coaster Called Ascension, a review of the year 2014
Claire Collins Jun 2014
Lightning must be the original shock treatment:
Ben Franklin
100 greed worth thunder
Spoke 6 kinds of precipitation
fingered Zeus

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