A Man called Sunday

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A lone voice whispers

As I look back on the many years of my old life

Thinking of my Mama and you

Before trouble came waving that so sharp knife

I can see how I came to life through a form of Motherly sacrifice and deep Love

But I've died inside so many darn times looking for Real Love

Now I've lost you too

It now just hurts too much

When I feel the soft tender fingers of Love

As she returns to  

Open her Remembrance Book

My heart still clings on to and clutches

A Red Remembrance Book to remind me as I re-learn

She is so beautiful and soul changing

Whenever I think of my beloved mother and you  

No matter how hot her flames sometimes burns

(C)  

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#Truth

Like a rare Lotus flower

Pushing through the dark sludge of humanity

We are all born to bloom

But the danger is what we allow 

To enter our sacred vestibules

Our holy inner rooms

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A Message for a Queen

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(A lone voice whispers)

Spellbound as I know 

You're coming home to me

Take solace as I once did

Now that you've left them all behind

For you'll always burn 

Like a bright candle 

In the nucleus of their souls

Memories

Hidden in all the tiny fabrics of their minds

That now

At this sad moment

They'll all pray to find

Some now tragic

Yet all still magic

For rare candles like you

My Elizabeth 

Burning bright 

Like a beacon of tranquillity and peace

Ready to explode

In the middle of your soul

Especially at night

Always gives you the strength 

To push back the Darkness 

And try to keep control 

As you cross Life's 

Many uneven roads

Welcome my only Queen

To the Wetlands of The Great In-Between

(C)

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If Life was a Senryu

(A lone voice whispers)  

Seeking fulfilment

A soul goes to where it's drawn

To earn redemption

575

(C)  

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Need inspiring?

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A lone voice whispers

If you've ever waded through rolling rivers of madness

Caused by profound soul-cutting sadness

Like grief  

Lost love

Or all the other tendrils of pain  

To find the real you

And silently cried so many countless tears in the Grey Stillness

Did you know Angels have left their silvery fortresses to stand and pray for you in a shimmering golden circle

Under the Great Olde Oak Tree

To witness your rise to self-empowerment as you find out

What your substantial role in the Cosmic Order is

From making bonds of new fidelity

Through creating kindness  

Embracing new love

Or new life long friendships through your empathy

To give birth to compassion

In your own form of your life

Which resonates with your blessed vibration and aura

Which whispers of your own divine spiritual poetry

  

(C)  

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The Eternal Rider

 

(A lone voice talks to his only friend)

Nobody knows my name

For nobody can know my pain

But all that matters

Is how my version of the Almighty built me

To resist that pain whenever it feels like raining 

So like a lone singer walking the red carpets

Looking into mythical rooms 

As he walks through his version of The Hotel California

I know we'll find our way to the bright lights of Salvation

Past all the sweet temptations and mountains of the Mournful

To embrace our life's muse called Laura 

Since She of no name

From the High Courts of Moloria

While reading my Tarot cards in her Rec Room called The Consortia

 

Once described her 

And now all we gotta do is try to find and restore her

For my blood and yours are infused with the spirits of ancient warriors

As I now know

We're just another two performers

Alive and lost in the endless Plays of the Forlorn 

Who silently prays 

To be glorified and transformed 

Whilst the four winds bellow 

With whispers and echos of Pandora 

To fulfil the prophecy of meeting our Laura

As reported by She of No Name

The Mage

The Sorceress

From the High Courts of Moloria

Where she once so long ago

Read my Tarot cards in her Rec Room 

Called The Consortia

 

(C) 

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Virgil's Appendix Vergiliana

Conjuring words  

Baptised in an ocean of pain  

So I no longer need to flounder

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Senryu

Like a tornado

Destroying my perfect life

I fell into love

(C)

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If Hope could Speak

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When that heartbreak you feel  

Shows up in your face  

  

And whispers you should feel abandoned and disgraced

When your feelings have been torn in two

No matter what you do

To the point where you can't pretend

And you beg that pain would end

Look for me in any mirror  

Your eternal friend

Hope

The devourer of pain and holy terror

Your appointed guardian angel and light bearer

For I will carry you for a million years

Try to wipe away and stop any painful tears

Banish fear jealously and hate

As your life, I try to steer

For there is nothing that I wouldn't do

To bring happiness  

My gift

To be opened by you

For I so loved the world  

And so love you too

And will pick you up whenever you fall

Now smile  

  

Just whisper these lines and I'll appear to help you renew

As I carry your lifes banner  

For all to see

Omnia Vincit Amor

For love does conquer all

(C)  

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A Soldiers Love Letter

 

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(A lone voice sings. Can you hear them in your mind?)

Sometimes

In the middle of the night

I lie awake

Thinking of her

My beloved lover and me

As I drift into the grey clouds and wet mists of the Great In-Between

Is she lost in gentle dreams filled with love stories

Walking alone by the crashing Pacific blue sea  

Does she know

My love for her  

Travels like a best friend

By my side

Everywhere I go

A lone thought always lingers

Though

Whenever my heart says to ring her

  

Will she know how much she means to me

If I died  

And ended up in

Purgatory

So sometimes  

In the middle of the long night

I lie awake

Thinking of her

My lover and me

As I drift off into the Great In-Between  

Praying to meet her in gentle dreams

So we can walk arm in arm

By the crashing blue sea

So sometimes

In the middle of the night  

I lie awake

Thinking of her  

My beloved lover and me

As I drift into the grey clouds and wet mists of the Great In-Between  

Is she lost in gentle dreams filled with love stories

Walking alone by the crashing Pacific blue sea  

  

Does she know 

My love for her

Travels like a best friend  

By my side

Everywhere I go

A lone thought always lingers 

Though  

Whenever my heart says to ring her  

Will she know how much she means to me 

If I died

And ended up in 

Purgatory

So sometimes

In the middle of the long night  

I lie awake

Thinking of her  

My beloved lover and me

As I drift off into the Great In-Between  

  

Praying to meet her in a gentle dreams  

So we can walk arm in arm  

By the crashing blue sea  

(C)

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