The Key

For so long, I had waited
Tortured with thoughts of impending freedom
Longing for the day when I
Could finally breathe without fearing fear
Sure, given this key would open
These bonds that hold me here
But there is a price,
I can never get back ever
You took that from me
Your hunger for power
Took my precious innocence
No matter what you think
To me, I will never be innocent
The key may hold my freedom
But thanks to you, I am never truly free
Forever with the burden of your torment
To my life…I will move forward
Walking in a path to heal
Share my story and love forward
For I know love is where life grows
Not power, not you,…love is
By Pauline Harris


Smoky Embers

Gazing into the logs
As they begin to take flame
Engulfing embers
Combust deep within
Carrying the gazer
Towards a journey
Like no other
Captivating the soul
Enriching the feeling
Of being connected
To the oneness
Within the ever-burning
Called life
And guided
By the energies
Within the embers
Let go to fully
When left in ashes
Only to be reunited
In the new fire
By Pauline Harris

Disappearing With Time

Lost and fading as tears stream
Covering and hovering in the mist
Seldom heard whispers ring truth freely
Unnoticed weeping led to wretching pain
Slowly glimpses of shadows make appearances
Only to discover reality has vanished
By Pauline Harris

Peddle Stool

Upon arrival, I noticed
Little things
Luxuries given
Really forced upon me
Liking the feelings, at first
A tiny voice
Shouted ‘Be cautious’
To the attention
I enjoyed it
Engulfing me
In clouds of illusion
And then suddenly
The door swung open
And there, I saw
The depths
The distance
From reality
I had been placed
No more illusions
Of grandeur
For I knew
True happiness
Was not there
But for my own
Choice in keeping
By Pauline Harris

Don’t Let These Eyes Deceive You

(Inspiration: a photo of a mouse with cute eyes)
Cutest eyes will dramatically compel you
To gaze upon their exquisite draw
Tempting fate bringing an overwhelming desire
To throw down everything for love
However the delusion will falter
As so many have as reality awakens
…by Pauline Harris

Gated Path

Walking along
Making choices
For this and that
Some paths chosen
Strictly one way
Rules broken by authority
Breaking silence
Holding fast to love
Creating joyous moments
Echoing whispers
May appear from
Foggy mist
Talks to settle
Tormented souls
With no place to hide
Guided, as if to safety
Forged in a dream
A place no one hears
The screams to call
For love once more
By Pauline Harris

Blue Glass Sphere Tied

Seashore shops carried these special items
Seeing some on ships, in houses
Odd shaped objects, spherical and blue
Greenish blue like the moving ocean
And the cords tied just so
Never really finding out their uses
Just found beauty in gazing upon
The spherical green-blue glass
With tied strings attached. ..
By Pauline Harris

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