23 Saturday Feb 2019
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Ethereal tears
Weep softly for the broken
Comfort saddened hearts
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07 Thursday Feb 2019
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Walk
With me
On the beach
Twilight beckons
As the sun sets west
Taking the day with it
It is the time to seek peace
Find a space within our own hearts
That reaches out, comforts, and assures
Remains untrodden, like sand, at high tide
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20 Thursday Sep 2018
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A light glows against the night
Outside, but it’s not the moon
A fairy’s wings, perhaps, I see
Tis a sign, all the world is attune
For as the sky falls into a misty pitch
She continues to illuminate, bright
This pixie graces my ink and quill
Always with me, whenever I write
My newest muse, she comforts me
When the thoughts escape my mind
She guides my hand across the page
And once again, the words, I find
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23 Thursday Aug 2018
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My heart races
Setting speeds
Blurring faces
Anxious, in the morning air
Wondering, if someone’s there
To quiet, all the fears inside
And comfort me, as I collide
With restlessness, and nervous doubt
Just wondering, what life’s about
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21 Monday May 2018
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I can hear her calling, in the night
A whisper, softly spoken to me
She always appears, when there is no light
It’s the only way, to make me see
Her ethereal presence, in my home
Though I know not, from where, she comes
Just a subtle breeze, whenever she roams
She always knows, when I’m feeling glum
Her sweet voice, floating in the air
She is my comfort, when I am withdrawn
Her spirit lingers, in a silent prayer
As she disappears, with the wake of dawn
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