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As visitors and followers of my author site are aware, I’ve begun removing some content and making several updates to pages and posts. I’m happy to say that I have collected all the poems I have written to date, and the revisions are progressing very well. Several pieces that have been deleted from this…
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Heritage replaced with agendas Unvarnished truth replaced with convenience Warmth and joy replaced with icy stares Growth replaced with competitive stagnation The proof, it screams! The eyes unveiled. Such a burden they often bear Minds filled with endless queries Scavenger hunts that last an eternity Ridiculed and cut down, yet they still persevere Their questions…
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I passed by the open door, head shaking in awe At the petty grievances held, the loftiness of the up-turned nose, At the minds closed to all but grandeur. For some, it’s bathed in silk and velvet, For others, gashing wounds are a Divine right. Life without the love of Heaven is the truest state…
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Enfolded by caring arms so real Igniting hope to strengthen and heal. Cursed be those who would deny This balm of life in the name of lies! Poetry Copyright © 2020 by Ena Whiteraven All rights reserved. Images: found online, photographers unknown, no copyright violation intended
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When among the artificial world you have created, Recall you were not made for this darkness so inflated. Sparkling orbs and strands of light have always been yourself, Do not trade them for the lies disguised as wisdom and wealth. You are beloved by Source and can remember who you are, But will…
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Entertainment reaching filthier depths Jet-setting prophets with pulpits of gold Woe to the child! Woe to the parent! Repetitive sales pitch a thousand years old There’s a Devil in the books, screens, and boards Dressed up in words of trendy expression He wants to rule forever and a day Camouflaged with stylish, brand-name presentation The…
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If you’re lost and feel alone –you’re still worthy. If you feel no one cares – you’re still worthy. If you’ve forsaken your true path – you’re still worthy. If you sense the darkness in the air – you’re still worthy. If you’ve ridiculed the righteous – you’re still worthy. If you carry wounds…
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Revelations made public Entering every home Tidings of swift retribution Utterly inescapable Riches turn to dust before them Naked truth given voice Three times the debt repaid Only the pure left standing Some balance finally restored Even the shadows disown you Neatly fulfilling the prophecy Disintegration of glamor Ends the age of terror…
Ena Whiteraven 