dark July poems
Current mood: dark
Category: dark Writing and Poetry

Dearest,The Shadows

Dearest,the shadows I live with
emersed in insomnia,my hours remain slumberless
as little white flowers will never awaken you
nor the sound of my sorrow

where the black chariot has taken you
dark angels have no thought of ever returning you

I ponder if they would anger if I thought of joining you
as I look off the edge of the charcoal-ashened bridge,questioning if I gave my life to be with you,would they let me,or would they prevent us from reuniting?
not knowing the answer,I took a sad step backwards and walked along the leaf covered path aware I'd be pining away over you for the remainder of my life on this earth

I fucking love you
I fucking miss you
damn the world from taking you away from me,damn you for leaving me alone,and finally damn those dark angels which prevent our souls from reconnecting

dearest,the shadows
cover me with your dark embrace

Dark spells
vampires and spooks delight
magic twilight

I love the darkside
and the moon's embrace

creatures of the night see me frequently enjoying a midnight stroll thru the park to the cemetery with my coffin-shaped purse
to read poetry to my deceased lover's gravesite, as a romantiGoth it's just what I do to remember you and honor your memory my sweet departed love
I'll always be your sweet Kate,
dark and enchanting

as goth runs deep like a dark river
through your blackened heart to mine,as once it had been
I now cradle your soul as my immortal keepsake

for eternity,I still revere your request because I promised so long ago,
I'll always share my darken poetry and read excerpts from the Gothic Grimoire to you

Gothic Grimoire
is a leather-bound
ankh-charmed
supernatural ledger
I've blood-oathed my spirit to forevermore
and vowed to share with you whom I'll love eternally
til my corpse rests there in peace beside you
some stormy lightning-blessed evening

Wings Broken Can't Fly

My eyes are searching the skies
where afar from me,the place called love exists
 the place I want to be
but still,time passes me by
 as wings broken can't fly
please,as I dream
 show me the way
 take me to love
India is the place for me
India sets you free
 the culture inspires my soul
hindu romance is what I seek eternally
 as I wish for a valentine's pink-lavender blessed
 daybreak to reveal enamored love upon drunken
 smiles to embrace internally
all I can do
 is but wait patiently
and be the dreamer I am inside,
and my essence will be incomplete without your immortal caress
as broken wings can't fly
I've stitched the truth there before you
take of me all the affection I have to offer
 forever

Sacrosanct Butterfly Fairy

So pure
 sacrosanct butterfly fairy
dancing upon petals of snow trilliums in the moonlight in your lilac embroidered ballerina shoes
carefree,sentimental,innocent,sweet and somewhat boken inside
  a pain that was caused by a vermillion-jaded
  heathen not more than a millenia ago
the shattered pieces haven't been healed
 it is sad to see you
beautiful and hurt

you are sacred
 and are one who deserves not to be violated
you should be divinely admired,valued and protected

sacrosanct butterfly fairy
you're a enchanted shimming presence
you are creative in every passionate aspect you embrace deeply into you

holy thou art

to mend your spirit
would be a magical gift
I wish I could bestow onto you
though I've tried with every breath of my mortality,
I've continued to fail
but prehaps on some misty wrapped night
 sacrosanct butterfly fairy
blessedly touched,you may become

til that hour
you remain silently as you are

Mosiac Heart

My heart is unequaled
I have so much inspiration and light to share
if only others could see
and forever
 accept me for the ruby-glowing queen I am inside
as my soul shines thru my poetry and art
 I possess
  a
mosiac heart
  emersed colors shimmer magically upon me

never hurt my
 mosiac heart
I have a quality you just can't find
 because I'm a rarity
purely innocent in detail
 mosiac heart
truly devine
  mosiac heart
so beautiful my essence
 glittering serenely in the day and thru the dark
                  mosiac heart
                     o' mine

* I am soon creating some mosiac art pieces and this is how Mosiac Heart title came to mind *

LovelyNocturna

I'll meet you Aries
 on the other side of the moon

when I sparkle
 I spread that dust around
- that dust which is magical
  and will put you under my spell

Aries my love for you is hotter than lava
I'm your
lovelyNocturna

dark,magical and beautiful
shinning thru

I weave mystery,suspense and dark admiration
inside my poetry you read dedicatedly
I'm your mystical queen
 lovelyNocturna

my soul,immortal
and I do - I adore you
whisper sensually beside my skin
- you long for me,I am all you desire
     lovelyNocturna
I'm all yours

Beautifully Hurt

Look for the girl with a broken smile
swinging upon a swing hidding her soul
swallowing back tears threatening to spill
she is beautifully hurt
and she happens to be me
 Long ago you destroyed my soul
ever since I have not found someone new to love and heal me
I'm truly all alone
and noone sees inside me
where I want to be adored
rather than incomplete and beautifully hurt

please mend me
so slowly I can be
beautifully hurt
no more

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what is with people?
Category: Blogging

Vancouver,British Columbia,Canada two lesbeins went into a club where a comedian made a joke about them and they heckled him back even threw glass cup at him but the lesbeins went to a department claiming discrimination blahblah and a tribunal was set to be held if what the comedian said was slanderous and inappropriate. what the hell do people think when they go into a comedy club? that's what comedians do. if you can't handle being made a joke of then stay the fuck out of a comedy club Seriously. what is everyone supposed to not say anything for the fear it is going to offend someone? fuck off and get a life people Shit happens we all have smack said about us but we're not running around smashing glass at others and taking them before action commities. on the opposite side of this I wonder why black comedians and actors,rappers ect. can call themselves niggers but if a white person says the N word automatically their racist What The Fuck ? if a white person can't say the N word without being attacked and labeled a racist then blacks shouldn't referrence themselves as niggers - it only makes sense doesn't it? if the black society still wishes to continue using the N word to refer to themselves then suck it up and don't go all anal when a white uses the word! seriously! and when a comedian or anyone says or posts a blog about another celebrity or whomever Don't freakin' apologize ..many say things about Dr. Phil and he is an self-righteous pump-ass I'm so sick of hearing anything of him ..or whoever Just don't apologize If what u say is how u feel Don't apologize or retract it You have an opinion Why should u change it for that person or the public? that person has to deal with the fact that not everyone thinks they r as great as they feel they r or a certain aspect of them is not held with high regard ..jeez

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and remaining june poems
Category: Writing and Poetry

Crystal Doll

You eclipsed my life

as I walked along the beach,my sari dragging peacefully along the water's caress
wishing to be,daydreaming to be,longing to be
 your crystal doll
forever and a night more

whisper softly to me
 crystal listening trees
you've known my thoughts once caressed the breeze
 my love,my passion
I craved clouds of cotton and crimson that which would raise your soul so high
 as to bless me,shine down on me
so I can see the silver streets that lead me to the place I want to be
  enlightened and shimmering next to you
as your crystal doll

I need a friend to share what I feel forever
be as one in one heart for our entire lives
my dear
          never apart    
because I would find myself summoning ' come
out blue moon,Another world is how I long to
leave'

I will close my eyes and wish to see you embracing me
your crystal doll
   romantically
ever after

* sari - a garment worn by women of India, consisting of a long piece of light fabric cotton or silk,draped around the body so one end forms long skirt,other end hangs loosely over the shoulder or is draped over the head

The Spirit Change (Awakening Within)

I stood in the forest
sang and chanted a ceremonial rite                   danced where falling stars must lie
til I was brought to my knees,I felt my spiritual entity rip through me
 I felt the awakening within

I was overcame with sacrifical power
I felt to the east,a cold sunset go wrong   from left to left
I could sense shudder in confusion
I reacted with confidence,
 that I could guide with mystical properties,the
 correct course of the sunset's descent
and heal you as well,wherever upon this universe you may have roamed away from me to

as I embrace the sensation
of my heart's awakening
I rekindle an ancient memory
- somewhere in another time,I have once been here before
  where roses bloom
                               never die
and wounded birds can soar high

I want to be more of a enchanted being
 so set me free
let me embrace
the spirit change
 internally

I let it shine thru me
 awakening within

so intense,the light of my transformation
 that all of great nature is touched melodically ever more

and somewhere behind the stars
I want to create new magic in a sacred land
beyond lavender waterfalls

I wait
I feel
I breathe
the spirit change (awakening within)

Windmill Spirit

I've watched the stars go dark
I've walked along the garden coleus lain path
and I've whispered your name over and over again
but I've never heard you answer

windmill spirit
I thought you'd always protect me
I thought you would remain vigilant,and guard me from the evil master I now flee from

windmill spirit
I look for you
 through the wind and water,and the south desire

since you don't seem to be present here anymore, I will make this the last night I sleep here
   and hope you come

with the first light of early dawn,
I shall be gone
 to the south will I leave
traveling like a nomad
 til I've found a new place I can call home

but the note I leave behind
will read to you ' in my prayers will I still echo across the golden-kissed horizon to you.I'll remember you,and in my dreams at midnight I'll stil try to find you endlessly '

windmill spirit
 standing hauntingly melancholy
you've returned too late,decades passed
 the note had faded and my words could no longer be read
   so alone,you wait
not knowing
 I shant ever be to visit you again
my windmill spirit
 you missing me,me missing you
                    faithfully

Pisces Phantasm

things only hurt now
 I suffered the memory
the loss of you,the retreat of my happily ever after fantasy
 I just want to be
     far from thee
pisces phantasm

because here where evil dwells
I'm just burnin' bones
  trying to bespell ghosts away from haunting
  me immortally

tired of living in fear,
tired of living in the ruins
 pisces phantasm
I wish you away
  no longer spook me

I know we were once friends
 now you're me undead enemy

above the haunted mansion
   lightning strikes
thru the graveyard
 you saunter
not peaceful keeps your soul

I've concocted a serum to end your threat,so either I shall vanquish thee with this mixture  Or I shall have to slay thee nightmare with my dead sword

cursed thy be
 pisces phantasm
your reign of terror must now end
 slain so shall you be
and hopefully this time set free

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life
Category: Life

I have a few june poems 2 post asap and a bunch of july poems but it will take me time to post july poems as I am busy babysitting and will be job seeking soon but I will try to keep up with ur blogs.

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and still More June poems
Category: Writing and Poetry

Affinity With The Dead

Charming prince of China
I felt him wake,felt it like a hand caressing my body
saw the blue fire in vampire eyes,which held anger,power because he loved me and I knew that,he did not have to be before me for me to be sure
as my lips are waiting
I'll entice you
I'll bring you in - into me again

I had an affinity with the dead
and I could feel you cum again
here in our shared coffin in the old cryptic mausoleum
where I crave your corpse once again

I've known
  his love's forsaking
so I pleaded,panted
 ' take me I'm yours
and do with me what you will '
 baby I'm reachin' out to you
it's better to be colder with you,than warm without you

so I continue to further surrender into my
 affinity with the dead
to worship my sweet sin macabrely
for always upon eternity's blessed promise

I do not never need to be rescued
from my
affinity with the dead
 as you hear my black snake moan takin' over
be warned
 I hold my
affinity with the dead
 inside my cold black heart
  sacredly

Larkspur Dreamin'

You were a Sagitarius
I was Aquarius
in another lifetime
 until I drank the wrong elixir
and I hexed our fairytale romance
 ever since
it seems I been searchin' in vain
to find you again

I went to seek knowledge
from the oreads,the nymphs of mountains
where their oracle,Echo
 revealed that I should make the pilgrimage to crystal forests
and request of the azure gypsies
to place me under an undisturbed sleep
from the hours of midnight to six
 and just be willing to let my dreams guide me down the larkspur lain path,
open my mind,open my heart,accept what I find
because fate is written in stone,woven in ancient cloth and can not be altered

I thought I saw your shadow
silhouetted in the mist
and you were encouraging me to enter through a wicker-woven gate to another world that pulsed with the energy of my secret desire
how I longed to be under clouds that don't cry
 o how I missed you

but I entertained the notion
 if you were real or is this vision only just a dream?
 what is the significance?
Is this a sign I am destined to be yours again?
 but before I could take a step to you
the scenery faded
 as I awoke to clear sanddust from my eyes
I beheld a sudden epiphany
 for forever I could only find you in my hours of slumber
 and so for my heart's happiness
I vowed to shut myself away so I could rest uninterupted to remain with you and not merely visit and risk the memory fading away like yesterday
 so I'll be layed silent,coveting my
larkspur dreamin'
 til the day not one soul can count the remaining
stars sparkling in the dark skies up above
 Its fantastic,
               sweet
to be
   larkspur dreamin'
sweetheart

Healer's Sachet

I found the broken piece inside him
mixed the herbs
and bid you
 salaam
   over and over

chanted ancient incantations
as I reached into my healer's sachet
and sprinkled sacred medicine onto you
 slowly mending the injured soul within you

in your feeling of relief and gratitude
my wisdom I blessed upon you in a cross-shaped gesture across your heart and mind
 ' things only hurt how they want to.It's up to you to try to control the depth,by reigning the source just shy from piercing beyond too far a distance inside you.let some space be available so you can be repaired.I promise I will be there,if and when you ever shall need me again with my healer's sachet to weave you whole again. I will take your darkness and set it free upon the plains to roam the vast distance alone and if it dare wonder back for the sight unseen
I open up my healer's sachet once again
because I'm charmed,
  this will stay as my destiny

so magical,mystical
 it's mysterious
my enchanted
healer's sachet

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and yet even more june poems
Category: Writing and Poetry

Collages Of Me

Lazy kitty
playful kitty
sometimes crazy,silly,or scary,weird kitty kitty
sometimes macabre,strange or freaky kitty kat
I'm sweet n romantic,
creative n sassy
I enjoy peace & quiet
seeking a state of pure tranquility
What's under the surface of me
 reveals beautiful
Collages of me

I am the eternal dreamer
I possess a poetry soul
 Looking within the
Collages of me
  see if I could hold my friends there in my hand,
  I would never let them go

And I yearn for love to bless me
as collages of me blend like watercolors upon a triple moon
Adoring an abstract twilight
 All that's me
Is raindrops upon dark wings
 Lovely depression
An impressionistic essence
  Collages of me
      kept immortal
I truly am much like a crystal doll

© Kat the Poetess

Creative Black

His anger was not hot,but cold,as if an icy wind
danced across my bare skin
and the words he breathed
 punched with alkaline fist
   hard and biting
so bitter,almost evil
 hurtfull as it meant to be
where everything was once lavender and cream
 suddenly became
creative black

I loved you for your strength,conviction and determination
you were everything I had coveted under the crystalized moon
 you tasted like Dutch blood with something darker,less European
prehaps Mohawk indian
 long before your skin had been pierced by the vampire fangs that
 marked you as one of the night walkers
my dear

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and yet more june poems
Category: Writing and Poetry

Dreamtime

You can't control the weather
and you can't control me,
I'm like a mare galloping free upon a dream

I stopped to eat of the sapodilla tree,the friut tasted so wonderous,captivating
my senses were aroused
so that when you came upon me
I traced with my tongue,up along the kissable curve of your cheek framed like a swallow's wing
so beautiful
and I felt the first sensation,power calling to me like the first rays of sunlight after a thousand years of night
                   and it was desirable 
it was supremely as if like love possessed a scent,one which tasted truly of rain and jasmine
sweet and intoxicating
and if you stayed by my side I'd be spilling love entirely all over you,willingly for the first time in a long time 
but it was only a dream
 because as I tried to embrace you tightly into me,something unexplainable began to fade away and reveal some scenery unfamiliar
a silhouette that looked like a piece of night sky,like some beautiful and frightening cloak of stars and darkness
                       all mysterious
like a great ball where faces were disquised behind masks and the dancing continued unendless
  until the spell was broken
   by an interuption of dawn
     reigning supreme
whatever was present disappeared
and somehow I just couldn't wait
for the bespellment of
    dreamtime
to charm me again

Power Base

I was part of a triumvirate
that broke up five long years ago
and I thought they could never be found
til a message whispered upon the currents of the wind
telling me to search for my companions
who were lost in crystal canyons
the doves would take me across the distance,then the cameleon would lead me through the barren land to the place I needed to be
and then I would be alone
to summon the power to reunite us
my power breathed out like a fire trapped in breeze and sensed for their location,
moving through rock     I finally came upon a trace of them   remote but stretching out to link us together once more
and slowly we made our way to each other and began to build our power base stronger once again
and vowed not to become seperated ever after
because apart
we could never be complete
we were a power base which could only thrive upon a eternal interlacing

The Indigo Bunting And The Sad Ballerina

I've hand delivered an invitation
to a masquerade

when all the homeless wanted was a bag of dalts and a cigarette to smoke
but I thought this more elaborate
the feast would be plenty
I'm sure inside eyes as green,green like seawater with sunlight through it,swimmingly green with gold light caught in it
this would suffice
the dark craving

if you could forget about necessity
to drown into the haunting ballad
then come have this dark eternal dance with me
this song of
the indigo bunting and the sad ballerina
covers me in sorrow forevermore

and I'm sorry if I've stolen you away
but I desired some company
as I've danced alone so long
to the endless song of
the indigo bunting and the sad ballerina

that I needed to entice courtships
under the trance of a silver moon
with whispers ' don't be afraid.you are my guest of honor.I promise as dawn arises the bespellment shall break and with it I shall set you free again'

and someday I shall seek another to join me in the silent tragedy
of dancing macabrely
to the song of
the indigo bunting and the sad ballerina

there's a lure
in the bonding between me and the song of
the indigo bunting and the sad ballerina
  I've been touched immortally by their story,one of a dark peace,companionship and eventually untimely death
  thru me,supernaturally
   their memory breathes on

the indigo bunting and the sad ballerina

Dark Dreams

If the mother of all darkness is our nightmare
and the Harlequin are the swift sword of the dark
then we do have alot to fear as the night approaches silently upon a whisper
and I've noticed his voice held a sadness like the taste of rain on your tongue,lifetimes of sorrow were ever present in that one tone
and it was almost too tough to bare
I cared for you
and wanted not to witness you in pain
I wished to caress you
to heal you again
 but there were dark dreams which haunted you that I could never mend
and so you kissed me
 and offered one final goodbye
only said to me
 that you could not share your dark dreams with me because I was much too innocent and precious to be effected by your dark truths
but you would be there in the shadows watching over me
making sure I never succumb to any form of harm
because you were convinced something of the darkness would eventually come to me seeking your secrets,assuming you shared your darkness with me
but you would forever guard me
from the touch of your dark dreams
and so I would admire you
and every night say ' I love you ' to you somewhere in the dark
and try to forget
that your dark dreams
brought our companionship to an end

Solitude Moments

His smooth voice eased over me like a hand caressing down my skin calming me this time,rather than charged with sexual arousement
I always found it comforting to glare into his eyes which were lavender embraced - really,truly the color of lilacs
and I could constantly wrap my entity within the scent of his vanilla skin,and honey-kissed hair forevermore
these
solitude moments
I surrender to
are like an enchanting gift bestowed upon me
 and as I've entertained the thought
 that this could all be but surreal
but I would find it worth while to sacrifice my soul
   to remain in this glorious state of bliss for eternity
 because honestly,heaven   there isn't anything so delighting as these
 solitude moments
    found with you
and my immortal heart will adore you entirely ever more
  my sweet,precious love

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yet more june poems
Category: Writing and Poetry

Nightfall

He was one of the first,children of the dark
the original Nightfall
When he came to me
he came with a memory,
one of a snowstorm,so icy cold,I froze upon it as if the memory lived and I had been there when it caressed itself upon him,us,We shivered violently with the sound of the wind howling,so intense that macabre thought whispering as if I truly believed I had heard voices in the wind there beckoning me
but of course I would not go
instead I watched as he looked like a shadow beside her brilliance,Mother darkness
A look had slid through his eyes
a warning perhaps for me to remain at a distance and enter no further than I had without even being aware
I watched there in his glittering blue eyes like the night sky was on fire  reveal words I tried to understand 
Goddess,I loved him
and just wanted to be with him
but I knew she'd come to take him from me
I convinced myself in the desperation
to protect my heart
 that he loved me
and would go silently
 but eventually return
but my lips spoke over and over
' take me out of the blue
  and into the black. I want to follow him.
  Let me follow him. Nightfall be beside me now '
but prehaps my voice was too distant,because the image was swallowed and suddenly I was alone again      
 suddenly questioning
did I ever touch
  Nightfall
    at all?

Upon A Broken Lullabye

I've smelled the lenten roses
long before spotting the flossflower
And I've scented the sweet william growing wild over yonder
And when the world isn't always so kind,I find writing poetry is my only escape
and though I'd rather be embracing a tantric, spine-bowing romance
I'm safely hidden behind a patch of five-spot flowers by the lake I thought led to eden

I watched the water as it shone like diamonds
and I let myself get lost in a veil of wonderlust
and if you ever wonder
just where it is I am
 I am here
upon a broken lullabye
 that is where my heart lies
and I do not deny

as I continue tryin' to catch an hour on the sun
and watchin' dreams float away like the clouds
talkin' to myself,as I seen those thrasher's chase my dreams away like dust upon the breeze
 and evening finds me humming along the notes  lingering upon a broken lullabye

there's a ancient timeless river bending toward my soul,I can embrace it,I can caress it,I can gently run my fingers along it and find a piece of contentment there
 and where the eagle flies descending
I will offer him shelter and a hand delivered invitation of salvation under the full moon
 and should he accept
we'll dance there
 upon a broken lullabye

Upon a broken lullabye
 such a haunting melody
darkly lovely and innocent as it slashed through the pearly gates

O darling don't leave me
lost,stranded in crystal canyons
searching out for companions
when all that's to find
is what I've already known
shinning like darkness
 upon a broken lullabye

Stars Flickering Upon Candlelight On A Dim Night (Lucidity)

I thought you promised not to leave me
I beckoned from far off across the distance
I wasn't really expecting a reply
but still my voice rose as I endlessly spoke,until the wind held not just rain but the promise of storm
and undescribably I felt the first calm,almost a liquid warmth as if one could serenely float away upon it,
like an anesthetic high
and I admired the lucidity
I fell and gave in
willing to sleep forever
I pleaded to be made of stars flickering upon candlelight on a dim night
I pleaded,because I'd rather be anything than here standing waiting for the weather to reveal all the scars and sorrow of my sin in longing for your return,I couldn't comprehend would just never occur
This would be forever
my pleading to be stars flickering upon candlelight on a dim night
 or anything merged into a
   lucidity

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still more June poems
Category: Writing and Poetry

Kelpie

Kelpie by the sea
Kelpie by the sea
 You won't capture me and drag me
 down with you into the sea
Instead I'll bridle,harness and saddle thee
 And we'll run wild along the shore

Kelpie by the sea
Kelpie by the sea
 a black nightmare
 to frighten anyone who strolls
 down toward the enchanted waters

for sure,if anyone is so bold
 to try to spook you,you will lure him from the sandy beach to plunge him into the Scottish river
devouring him entirely,except maybe for the liver

Kelpie by the sea
Kelpie by the sea
 anyone who finds themselves brave,may no so be for long
 once they do comb through your hair to find weeds and shells there
 they will become aware that you are the water spirit which haunts the scottish lochs
 the one they've heard howling and wailing before storms
 and depart will they
from the legend they assumed just a story,just a fable,old scottish folklore

Kelpie by the sea
Kelpie by the sea
 sometimes your hooves can be seen galloping across the surface of the water

Mermaid Stories

Sit down for a while
I have a book to read you
It contains countless mermaid tales
One about a sea mother and her merchild
Another about a clan of naiads,those nymphs of brooks,springs,and fountains who are eternally youthful and beautiful,are gifted in music,dancing and social graces,but also possess healing and prophetic powers
And on another page
a tale about a beautiful maiden who sang an enchanting song to a dreamy sailor who instantly fell in love,only to discover she was a heartless siren who called him into the waters to his death
Mermaid stories
relive the tales over and over
Fantasies to caress your imagination
Explore the depths of the sea with the tritons,octopus,mermaid princesses and dolphins
the journey you take will be a enchanted one
get lost in magical mermaid stories forever
remember your favorite one
 the legend of the dragon and the mermaid queen
 Or keep them all locked in your heart and share them someday with someone that you love

Blind Angel

blindfolded angel
 your head lowered as if you feel ashamed
 you shouldn't feel blame
your bloody eyes only reveal just how injured you truly are,the pain never subsides
 upon your dusty grey wings
   hidden away
    your emotional heart

the belief is noone can
sanctify you once again
 but yet you still remain something of heaven,although the fragments of you seem difficult to heal
 blind angel
I can see sunshine through the sorrow
 your dreams haven't ended in a darkened room
 As deeply injured as you appear, if you accept the healer's sachet
 mended will you find yourself
though not completely,just enough will get you through
 O fair-souled
   blind angel
 hugs and prayers to you

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life
Category: Life

I will get to commenting on everyone's blogs and spaces asap as it is summertime with the kiddies out of school they have taken over the library so it is alot harder for me to get online and get much done. last week I was sick and then I babysat my nephew for 2 days so I wasn't around. keep in touch and believe I do enjoy reading your poem postings

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