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A DEDICATION TO SOMEONE SO VERY SPECIAL <maggiebrownpoetry>

"MAGGIE BROWN POETRY"

	LAST NIGHT	608 dni temu
	I have taken to sleeping with a notebook and pen or my smart phone that has "Word" on it as invariably the "need" to write always tends to hit me around 1 am. Last night was no exception, I couldn't sleep, but was resting as ordered to by my doctor as my immune system was very down, with having shingles two weeks previous and recently gastroenteritis, when as usual as is with "Guides", "Put the light on! you must write!" So here is the result, three poems, written in twenty minutes, in this order. "Thanks guys upstairs!" lol. Tenfold, make no mistake Reality check and time to wake The time has come make no mistake And so shall ye reap for what ye sow For to do unto others the Universe will know Guess what, this is your wake up call For Spirit knows what goes on, they know it all There is no escape for what karma states For it knows all our good and our mistakes It reaches deep into your mind Too late, your future's been already signed There is a constant ebb and flow A balance must be tallied, Karma, it knows For what is given, must be received Good, kind, indifferent or evil all perceived Lessons are taught, know them well The lessons go deeper into the soul They challenge us dearly, but from which we grow We cannot interfere into another's path We have to accept out fate, our challenges hath Are tough but they teach us why we are here So repent at leisure is a true saying, life costs us dear If we live giving love and kindness instead of envy, jealousy or hate The Universe will shine on us tenfold, make no mistake MPB (c) A Soliloquy of Silence I think of you in the stupid hours When stillness reigns Hush, there is quiet Except for the chatter of my mind I put on the light and look at the time I have yet not slept You, etch deep into my brain Why wont you go? I wait for stillness I may wait a long time To pass the hours I write Letters that will never be posted Emails that will never be sent The deafening silence is broken with the chatter Constant bickering chatter See what you do! still You never believed me when I was with you So does it matter I write dead correspondence Maybe not for you, but for me A soliloquy of silence, i write MPB (c) My words are my fire I'd have thought by now the words would have died But still they flow Flow like a downward rapid stream Sometimes calm and sometimes meandering Others they gush Gushing obscenities, sometimes I wait for the drought to come But hence forth like a thunderstorm of tears The dam is burst And those damn words cloud and flow Over and through my brain Flooding and saturating my thoughts I feel I am in a maze A maze of words broken periodically by reality I'll bet you're not feeling the same Your heart had a cold chamber That would freeze out feelings My love could not melt the icicles that resided there My heart is fuelled with flames Fire against ice My words are my fire and burn eternally MPB (c)
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