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Black earth roots
Her roots planted firmly within him,the black earth,delving into past history,hardened by temper and frustrations,nothing more pleasant than her elation,patient dedication,her branches a healthy dark green,soaking on his nutrition,saplings grow beneath the canopy,only the surface many see,below remains solidarity,sheltering youth,take their place,shifting silhouettes,slowly she retreats,continuing to guide and nourish, -
Devotion
Clean air and water droplets,
still morning, fresh blue sky,
a sunrise warming,
the lay of the land,
soft palm of her hand,
bed hair,
loving stare,
a reason to rise,
sensitive surprise,
rugged garden of colour,
Spring awaits,
tenderness of early encounters,
endures the familiarity,
devotion, -
Current form
Cracks appear in the sea,
universal might,
flashes of light,
current forms,
reborn, -
Search
Briefly with music,some time in paintings,moments in film,though grasping,expression cannot describe,emotion cannot thank you, -
Dark wood staff
Solid dark wood,
polished and understood,
remnants of moments long ago,
freshly dropped snow,
falling without a sound,
a queen freshly crowned,
shaping with beauty,
a strong sense of duty,
people working their best,
sleeping sound during their rest,
colour that never fades,
blood red,
darker years,
carved with kindness,
a solid shape,
golden flakes,
defining the outline,
watching whales,
under northern lights,
contentment,
shaken from resentment,
dark wood staff,
silencing a wicked laugh, -
Torrent and tide
Torrent and tide,changing form,years of devotion,passion and emotion,giving and taking,we are just awaking,an unforeseen point of view,a hidden clue,an unspoken message,secret transmission,control and precision,finally reaching a decision,stepping aside,for torrent and tide,shaping and guiding,while still deciding, -
Free space, a safe place
Free space,
a safe place,
no decision made in haste,
built to last,
lessons from the past,
politely answered when asked,
honesty without regret,
a place to never forget,
tranquil breezes,
no diseases,
blessed with devotion,
rocking gently like a boat,
afloat at the mercy of the ocean,
tell me who drank this magic potion,
that spoke through confusion and commotion,
free space,
a safe place,
water of life,
rivers of blood,
perhaps a little more understood,
a seed persisting through the mud,
they bound their heavy hearts with fertile minds,
forever in place,
creating an eternal expanding space, -
Seasons
I talk and witter to the wind,
the Summer rain,
soaks the black earth once again,
the grass it loves to grow,
waiting its chance beneath the snow,
Autumn gives a colourful warning,
like preparations for a busy morning,
harsh, wild and bitter Winter winds,
clear the air,
leaving the trees bare,
Spring a joy, a welcome gift,
giving the living a well needed lift, -
Shields
Protecting, directing,shapes of a dancer,words of prose,
the beat of a drum,
guitar twang,
the way she sang,strokes of the brush,colours and paint,flowing from mind to hand,times measured by grains of sand,pleasant fresh land,a touch of love,rain from above,all that you knew,precious to you,hounds bark,in the empty dark,threaten with fear,all that is dear,you come in peace,but live on the deceased,be our shields,and wrap us in gold,let our loving stories forever be told, -
Mud and dew
In the mist,surrounded with damp fear,she soaks them through,wet with mud and dew,she can see straight through,wicked souls and narrow minds,with which the mist now intertwines,each footstep a recollection,of a self centred selection,they each wake,in turn,thankful,that it is not too late to learn,
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