Sequel
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I feel your pain and smell your fear and hear your desperate cry – The light within my temple spills across the starry skies. At once, my heart propells me! You the faithful one, your prayer – My form it blinds you cruelly, Setting fire to the air! We race upon my endless wings with…
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There once was a beautiful light, Sent down from the greatest of heights. Those below saw it all, And they sniffed and guffawed! But the light was still burning and bright. This gift that was sent from above, In kindness and gentlest love – And they giggled and scorned, At the colors unborn –…
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Blood ties revealed, An ounce of truth to prove the farce. Neither path desired. Choices forced – what freedom is that? Beyond the dubious smile, Lies a most infamous heart. Wish for drama is now granted. Build your castle high! Passionate Darkness flooding, And yet the Light still shines. Poetry Copyright © 2018…
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I once dreamed that there was a stranger, Who never saw love or knew laughter. Fear was all that they could see, And I saw that the stranger was me. The fear coiled tightly inside, And spewed anger, hatred, and lies. It was too thick to be seen, And it poisoned the air that…
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Celestial symbol Illumination They bring Call to unity Alive with magical chanting Drowning the Deceivers And returning victorious Poetry Copyright © 2019 – 2023 by Ena Whiteraven All rights reserved. Based on: “Cicada Symbolism” Photographer: unknown
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The ancient tune’s a’calling me Away to where so few have gone. I run to join that joyful dance With the knowledge that it’s where I belong – But how I long to share the light and love with you, To laugh and cry at all the beauty here, And to race you to the…
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The shield of safety tightly bound To that sacred edifice Refreshed, renewed by seven measured rounds Passersby must think it strange The workings of a madman of eccentric mind The wars of sorcerers know no bounds What would they think of what led him here? Rulers reward the rich in power But heaven praises those…
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Originally posted on Superlative Deviation: Life With Meaning, Life With Joy: ? I can hardly believe I’m already half-way through chapter eight of my cozy mystery novel! It’s been a long, painful road, but I think it was worth it. I’m excited to see how I do with the literary agency I’ll be working with.…
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Once upon a time, a dream began in a place of water and air. And into this dream, they placed a thought – And the thought was that love was there. There was life up above and life down beneath, And the winds churned ‘round and ‘round – But into this space they put…
Ena Whiteraven 