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[Love/Trust] Runic Symbols
T r u s t is the short cut to L o v e
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LOVEDLY ACROSS STITCH
L..ast night I dreamed
O..f you O what a dream
V..ery serene bottled up were we two
E..ach entwined in a bottle of red wine
D..emonstrating our love and fragrance
L..like a moon spinning around the sun
Y..ou and I both like twins enjoined
Friendship [Runic Symbol: Algiz]
F r i e n d s h i p is a ship fueled by trust, free to board, even in dire straits.
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An ending.
There is an honesty that brings
There is a stained window,
Where looking on a perfect valley
You can find the world, slow
Where rain begins.
You can find there, your worn body
That faces a day
And in some strangeness
You realize, that you are the prey.
I hear the way that people’s brains work out
But the cat of ingestion,
Left me in doubt
Tolerance to life is a certain thing,
But what symbiosis,
What paralytic thought
Could create such a craze?
Visit to the Paris Catacombs
“If there is a god he will have to beg my forgiveness” Scratched into a wall at Auschwitz
Is This Growing Up
It can mean so many different things.
Going without,
Moving on,
Wanting less,
Letting the pillow be the only thing that hears your screams.
It means, not saying you are lonely
When you truly feel like the last bird caught in a snowstorm,
As your wings freeze in the wind,
Losing altitude, and losing grip.
Accepting the unacceptable.
Bearing the unbearable.
Tackling Terror:
Two branches of the same one religion
Fighting interpretation of edict
Modern weapons aiding old rebellion
Civilians caught in crosshairs of conflict
Missile streaking towards intended spot
More than ten “terrorists” killed in attack
Survivors shrieking for the dead and not
Able to grasp classmates will not be back
Last night
I saw in the darkness
white cotton shadows
lurking about to find
if I were yet asleep
I knew the moment
my eyes closed
they will come and throttle me
so I switched on my bedside light
and wow I saw all of them vanish.
Phantoms came to me
since age five
but sad for them
they must still be hungry
for my life
I at 78 am still alive
Old News.
Why do i always have to see something obnoxious
When I turn on the television to watch the news?
It's like if something isn't ghoulish or macabre it won't make the news,
And why is Africa still presented as a dark continent
When the light of civilization first shone in Egypt?
Oh I forgot the Egyptians are emigrant Arabs so they're not really African,
Look how they portray us as a bunch of barbarians and savages,
This stereotype has been in place since time immemorial throughout all the ages,
A Sonnet for the End
As raging fires burn around our place
And crashing waves threaten us, unnerve us
Your old ridges and lines, most beauteous
Grant me your strength, as I caress your face
Grant me divine love, your eternal grace
For when our joints grow stiff and cold and ache
When my bones are brittle and start to break
My shaking hands destroy our blames by mace
Wiping all imperfections from our bone
Because here you are perfect, old or new
Here I am close, perfection oh so blue
A great distant sun burns brightly alone