#carol
Sunshine on my face
Grass underneath my feet
I just want to be pure
People search for a better way
I just hope
Hope that my nerves won't be the death of me
Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 2:03 PM UTC
A light tea before her reading
so I can focus on her words
seek out their meaning
refrain her rhythms
define her rhymes
listen for her killer lines.
A music too rich to revise.
Sep 23, 2016
Sep 23, 2016 at 1:33 PM UTC
Silent night,
Wretched night.
Keep me company
'Til morning light.
Let the families have their fun,
Whilst I stay here and come undone.
I do not sleep in peace tonight.
I do not sleep in peace.
Dec 25, 2015
Dec 25, 2015 at 5:11 AM UTC
Far in this den of flaring links
With jocund ships and dismal streets,
You know by heart those piled up heaps
Of low-browed, beetling roofs.
But for the miracles in store,
You would have felt a little sore.
As chilly bareness falls for snow
To make some fine excuse.
Although the feeble candle-light
Has latent echo, once you sigh
For dreary days, it's still alright
To be bereft of drip.
It changes tune, indeed. Your tune.
The one ghost hummed in gleaming room.
The one that fits ones homeward blue.
The substitute for gift.
At length the sudden knock you hear,
For all delight, and thrill, and cheer,
You'd hardly ***** with fingertip
For long-deserted door.
With dark brown curls and sparkling eyes
You meet a stranger, for demise
Is yet to catch you by surprise
With writing on a stone.
Too late to have your fate reversed,
Dream dwindles down into bedpost,
And pale, as though you've seen a ghost,
You scramble out of bed.
Mist loiters near the stirring cold-
It's all the wonders to behold.
The big prize turkey have been sold
In store around the bend.
Dec 19, 2017
Dec 19, 2017 at 3:58 PM UTC
What is Peace? I ask my Soul.
Is it the absence of conflict, Is it perfection?
The answer comes that it is not The conflict remains
But harmony prevails.
All need not be the same Create a salad
Not a stew.
The beauty of our Earth experience Is in bringing distant points together, Creating beauty, music, art and love.
It takes more than one To create a symphony.
It takes more than one to love.
And in loving all our distinctive and different selves,
The One that we become
Becomes Divine. Blessings of Peace,
Carol, 2011
Aug 15, 2025
Aug 15, 2025 at 3:49 AM UTC
COVID's around the Christmas tree
And it seems it will not stop
Mists of it hangs where you will breath
Every droplet goes ker-plop
COVID's around the Christmas tree
Sets the Christmas spiraling
Later will die some family
As the COVID does it's thing
You will get an awful mental feeling when you hear
Voices wailing, melancholy
Death abounds from human folly
COVID's around the Christmas tree
Some will die this holiday
Everyone's gaspin' eerily
In the new pandemic way
You will get an awful mental feeling when you hear
Voices wailing, melancholy
Death abounds from human folly
COVID's around the Christmas tree
So we'll ZOOM this holiday
Everyone dancin' merrily
In the new-pan-dem-ic waaaaaaaaayyyyyy
Dec 5, 2020
Dec 5, 2020 at 12:37 PM UTC
Slay me with a sword forged with love.
The heart you will steal was always yours.
The blood that will spew carols your name.
And the life that comes out will occupy your heart's estate.
Mar 29, 2020
Mar 29, 2020 at 3:20 AM UTC