Tag Archives: death

Again, again, again

  We have died many times On fields so dark Blood red against the encroaching storm History repeats And on this endless circle we tread One moment living Another, dead For the sake of kings born And their infinite greed … Continue reading

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Beneath The Boughs

Against the sky you stretch A myriad of arms to embrace the void These worlds begotten, birthed, destroyed Above it all you rise and reach The firmament and yet beyond To all sublime and lovely realms   I yearn to … Continue reading

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Nothing to See

I’ve been waiting patiently I’m sure you will agree To find a decent book Or something worthwhile on TV I’ve held to the remote And seen it like a vote And I’d never gad about For the fear of missing … Continue reading

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I saw the leaves departing On the bitter winter wind And in their flight my soul Recognised its form It will not now be long Until I welcome moving on The soft, encroaching storm I saw the colours fading Before … Continue reading

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I come for the fallen At the break of day Tears and lamenting I carry away The souls of the finest The brave and the true Lost to their families Lost to you I come for the fallen I wish … Continue reading

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I see the harbinger of the days to come The signs are so clear And the taste of death So rancid on my tongue I have travelled too far And learned too much to deny The crow so dark Against … Continue reading

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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

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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

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I always return to you In the end Steadfast you wait Patient and calm You know how I am Wanderer in my soul But I always return To you I know I came from you At the start You are … Continue reading

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We were dancers all In the masquerade We were innocent Of the part we played We just revelled in The bizarre parade Merely dancers in The black masquerade Of the deaths that came In our merry wake We are innocent … Continue reading

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