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For dVerse ~ Tribute To Poetess Mary Oliver ~ When Death Comes...

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                                                                        when death comes  like an iceberg... And when it comes  I will meet the Angel and smile and say 'you came before and lifted me quietly, I felt the pull I saw my self flying straight up high it was so swift,the flight a few seconds and I looked down oh where are you taking me? my children are so young and my parents are in later age they need me too  see  they are alone, And Oh Angel you were so kind You let me go' You had permission to do that and I heard you say something' ? Now if I have been good have looked after my parents and have guided my children on the straight path I hope and pray that  my way, will be illumined each  day of life ,scented colorful like daisies life will begi...

For dVerse ~ Poets Pub ~ Shed Some Light On This Today ~

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The prompt for today: write a poem (any form; rhyming or not) that includes the word “shed” or a form of the word. I expect to see lots of diversity in the posts for today. Shed your inhibitions and let your imaginations run with it! my spirit feels light after shedding tears that were bringing fears, thoughts of  one unwell and suffering, how long can one remain in a dull damp shed,  head down, waiting hoping praying  Come Come Come' the sun has shed off its covering the clouds are sailing away revealing the bright light come let us shed our burdens be grateful and be light let freedom ring in let people have the right for enough blood has been shed enough land has become red  enough children and soldiers dead so let the spirit be free  and the soul be light let darkness shed the pall let there be pure and true light

For POETS UNITED 2019 ~ Midweek Motif ~ Starting Over ~ If Ever I Get The Chance ...

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                                                                                If ever I get the chance         to make a fresh start         I will go all the way to Rabat-         wearing a jambart, will keep         and push a tea -cart, serving all         in the street and ghat my currency will be Thai Baht will make many and sell, tarts in bazars and all marts will accept the Burmese Kyat then love to rest under Green heart and wish for a trip to Kalat but before I depart I will listen to Beethoven and Mozart fill a large apple cart dress up very very smart will go slow not dart outsmart all,this will be my restart