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Category Archives: Fire
Watercolour Dreams
I’m drifting in watercolour dreams Soft hues flutter past me Whispering childhood secrets I cannot yet hear But I am content Even so I’m floating in watercolour seas The rainbow has fallen To earth at my feet I am content … Continue reading
A New Sunrise
And have you yet found A new sunrise? Not requiring you to strive To fulfil impossibility But allowing you To simply be? What have you found? A new child cries At its first sunrise Unaware of where The roads may … Continue reading
Posted in Air, Fire, Poetry
Tagged rebirth, reincarnation, soul, Spiritual, sunrise, truth
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Fit Together
We fit together As you see Birds of a feather So easily We are so snug Almost a crime Give you a hug One more time Others will crave All that they see How we behave Just you and me … Continue reading
Red Walk
This young lady in red Queen of all she surveys See as she climbs See how she sways They’ll be talking about her For days This queen of the screen Up the staircase she climbs She how she glows Everyone … Continue reading
Regal
She was regal A queen to all Blood running in her veins From centuries Was royal purple She was bitter At the fall The colour of her flag In battles held Was royal purple Still she was brave At the … Continue reading
All Your Colours
I remember all your colours I don’t think you ever saw them Always searching for the more You were blind to all within And perhaps it was your mother’s words The balm of yesteryear That held you such a prisoner … Continue reading
The Promise
He made the promise to you One perfect springtime morn His words they were so precious So much to wish upon How could you know by summer That he’d be gone? Your dress it was so pretty He said beyond … Continue reading
Anne Boleyn
A crown And books For reformation Reformed you A king A church A guttural cry Gutted you Small worth A kingdom Power taken Overpowering you Just a crown And books For a bloody reformation Reformed you (c ) Helen Valentina … Continue reading
Posted in Fire, Poetry
Tagged Anne Boleyn, church, death, king, kingdom, loss, power, Reformation
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Colour
You can be any colour Little one Any glorious hue Under the sky and sun You can paint yourself In glitter and gold You can sing and dance Hear every story told You can be any colour Little one You … Continue reading
