Remember Me

 

Remember Me

 

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Remember me,

tho nevermore

my face you’ll see,

for I will still

abide with thee

in shadows long-

unfettered-free,

reaching

towards eternity,

yet will I come

if only ye

have need and lonely

call to me-

thus to your side

and swiftly!

forever where I long to be.

 

Hear my voice in

the cicada serenade,

feel my touch in

sunlight on your skin,

see me in the smile of a child-

running wild,

for shall I be!

Do not weep,

when ’ere you sleep,

for we shall meet

in dreams as sweet

as honeysuckle dew

Remember me,

I’ll not forget you.

 

Cheryl KP

copyright words and image

2018

 

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Undulating acrobat,

On silken threads

she deftly treads

across the great abyss

and so creates a

masterpiece of

glistening perfection,

hidden in plain sight.

Beware the tender trap!

It will ensnare

and so beware

this fatal beauty

resting in the center

of her universe…

she is the weaver

of silken death.

 

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Pure delight-

veil of oblivion

obscures the world

of curious eyes,

no more you and me,

we blend as one in

ecstatic golden euphoria

that numbs the senses

shatters my defenses,

soul laid bare and

barely aware of time,

our enemy and friend

and thus we pretend

we are are its master

as it marches ever faster,

stealing the future,

clouding the past,

as evening casts

long shadows

where we lay

spent,

content,

he ticks his tock,

this bitter clock

called a life,

within its well

hope springs

eternal!

 

CherylKP

copyright words and image 2018

 

 

 

What Matters…

What we hold in the palm of our hands,

delicate gift, the heart understands.

What we possess but forget

in the wake of regret

withers in shadow

of doubt.

 

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Fragrant remains of desire,

kindling for funeral pyre,

The bits that you clutch,

have so numbed your touch,

while faint memory lingers

I slip through your fingers

as dust in the wind

and no way to mend

the bridge that once

called you a friend.

Forgotten.

 

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2018

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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I gave you all that pain allowed,

wiped every tear and thusly vowed

to keep my tender heart confined,

the unseen chains that I designed

were all that would embrace me,

enfold, protect, encase me.

And yet, somewhere within this cell

there lies the deepest, hopeful well

of adoration, inclination,

burning, churning, yearning-

that you find me and remind me

how it feels to feel again.

 

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A Perfect Day

I know I missed wishing all of my online friends a very Happy Mother’s Day; but it was only because I was so busy having one! I also wanted to share the poem that has always touched my heart as a mother, both early on and even now. May every day find you feeling blessed in your Motherhood. It is a real job if you’re doing it right; but the rewards are the best kind of treasure. 😘💕

 

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PS. I had lovely gifts all day and sweet conversations with children and family. Oh. And some amazing food! Wanna see? 😀

 

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As I sat alone, ignoring heart’s ache,

and nudging my weary senses awake;

my eyes turned up to watch him soar,

graceful as every day before.

”Good morning, God,”

whispered my soul

as my heart beat once more

in time with the whole.

”Be still and listen…”

came the Creator’s reply.

 

“And know that I am.”

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A love letter fallen

right from the sky.

 

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This post brought to you by Linda Hill’s #SoCS prompt.