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Tear drop rolling down my face – Promote Yourself

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Tear drop rolling down my face’ through a haze eyes so glazed’ through a sadness of despair ‘ into madness every where.
Darkness falls each night’ where people are out of sight’ where places are so strange’ an every one out of range.
Where no sound can be heard’ not even a twitter from a bird’ where no life can be seen’ not even in a stream’ in this land that I found ‘ its so quiet and profound.
I must go’ its a must’ this land is full of dust.

Patricia bourne WordPress 2014.

Snowland

SNOW SNOW SNOW SNOW

Like tear-drops

Freezing upon my face

Snowflakes form

Like crystal lace

Icicles hang

Like frozen fingers

Noses and toes tingle

On sleighs up and down

Blankets of snow

Put the land to bed

I see the prettiest picture

I have ever met

Gillian Sims

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My Ice Queen

The Ice Queen - Closeup

She stands before me with icy stare, 
I dare not breathe; do not dare.

For one cloud of breath toward Her Grace
may break an icicle from flawless face

Forced to my knees by daggers of ice, 
my back they stab, and my wrists they slice.

She stands before me, regal and royal, 
never content with Servants’ toil.

Snow-dusted willows attack my skin, 
the rule of my Queen will always win.

I say not a thing, for my words are strong, 
to batter her beauty all day long.

Attack like a bull, and shatter to shards, 
the Queen of Diamonds, with all the cards.

In her eyes hides longing gleam; 
burning desire to run free as a stream.

A candle I’ll hold, like never seen; 
an endless flame to melt my Queen.

Death of much; an affordable price, 
in order to rescue my Queen of Ice. 

Dan Brown

The sleepwalker

Like a ghost

Your face is white

You walk silently

Through the night,

You sleep walk

From room to room

Clinging to the hope

It will be daylight soon,

Your Victorian silhouette

Flickers across the wall

You tiptoe down the stairs

Then stop and hug the crimson hall.

You open your eyes

In front of the mirror

You don’t like

The person uncovered,

When asleep

You could bury

All of your memories to keep

By Gillian Sims

To lose someone to spirit


 

When you lose someone to spirit,

It leaves an empty space,

There is no one to relate to,

No more that smiling face.

No one to share things,

No one to hold your hand,

Just whisked away to spirit,

Something that was not planned.

But you know, everything that happens,

Is all part of the creators scheme,

For the spirit has to develop,

To become part of his spiritual dream.

Just take a look at the rainbow,

Take a look at a beautiful child,

Breathe in the wonderful aromas,

Of the flowers that are growing wild.

Take a look at the miracle of nature,

As it unfolds before your eyes,

Like the clouds as they change shape,

As the wind blows them across the skies.

Like the wind our spirit bodies are,

You can feel but cannot see,

For you are spirits of another sphere,

With no burdens, you are all free.

So although you have lost someone to spirit,

You are only losing the material form,

And know that all your loved ones,

Return to spirit, to be reborn.

So send your love to those in spirit,

And in time you all will find,

That your loved ones will converse with you,

Through the power of your mind.

Malcolm G Bradshaw
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