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Calliope
Sep 01, 2009 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Back to a Dream

Abused
And deceived

Gone now
Relieved

Her life goes on
From a nightmare

Awoken

Putting back the pieces
Of her heart dearly broken

She was so loyal
But try as she might

He would not give an inch
His only strength was to fight

She did as was told
Only to descend

Into the blackness
Of her blighted husband

How could she have known
The heartache involved

In marrying a man
With problems to solve

Issues unseen
Before promises were made

But shown to her clearly
As her own self did fade

Now she's awake
Life must go on

She's back to a dream
The nightmare now gone

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Seren

Seren

16 years 8 months ago

Dear Calliope

Great write this ones starts with sadness and ends with hope beautiful write I loved it ... kind Regards Jayne "We did not change as we grew older; we just became more clearly ourselves. Lynn Hall "...
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Calliope

16 years 8 months ago

Thank you Jayne

Yes this did start sad ,but hope springs eternal,and sadly its true,it is about my mother who is now going through a divorce and said to me she felt as if waking from a nightmare and this poem came to me, Thanks for reading. May blessings rain from the sky! Lacy Where power corrupts,poetry cleanses.
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orgami

16 years 8 months ago

channel

the narrowing of a body of water~ lifes shores/walls narrowing the chute where its up close and personal we live the dinge and bam of ossilating moods and frequencies of others the radiation of their anger their focus narrowed to a singular intimate unprovoking disguise "for your own good/our good" but its not good not good at all So glad your mom has at least not devoted herself to living the hell so much effort in change so many just sit and watch knowing and saying nothing while the kind is attacked with unchecked agression people bloom sometimes like flowers in the shade of weeds what gardens do we tend and make of life of social order I dream great hope for your mother may she feel the sunshine of gladness thank you Calliope for this good/great poem Your freind!
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Calliope

16 years 8 months ago

Orgami

Thank you for those inspiring words of wisdom,I will pass on your blessings and return to you the favor Lacy Where power corrupts,poetry cleanses.
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lyz

16 years 8 months ago

Touching

A very moving write, a sad yet hopeful poem. I liked it and I Know all will smile again. So u r an old soul to this site. I am sure all welcome u back. I enjoyed this one, looking forward to more. Thank u for sharing. Lyz.
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Calliope

16 years 8 months ago

Lyz

Yes I am an old soul to the site though I've been gone for a while due to lifes diffulcaties and my runaway muse,lol,she likes to leave me from time to time,hopefully she is helping some other poet in need,lol,perhaps she will stay for a while this time. Thanks for reading,Lyz Lacy, Where power corrupts,poetry cleanses.