In The Shadows

 

A sultry hot mist
Gave the day
Ample sparks
Whispers were laden
With half truths
Suading distorted views
Compacted by loss
Loss of trust
In those set to protect
By their own accord
A match not yet lit
Fell to the ground
As the clash erupted
Provoked into being
Seeing the horrors
Had to take time
To release a beating breath
Talking freely
Without judgment
Or prejudices
Found solid ground
Set in caring more
For an universal love
And a deep insight
Of the sadness
We all felt
For the
Broken system
Which continues
Behind the veil
Stepping aside
Showered with truth
Understanding more
We survived
To be
Bringers
Of
A new found joy
Which delights
In the unfolding
Hope
Within the shadows
…by Pauline Harris

Angelic Glowing Wings

guide us gently into the night

sweet angel, hear our wonderous cry

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A Doll

Her father left on long trips
Not knowing when he would return
The young girl kept quiet
Stubborn and a bit insecure
She found it hard to make friends
Seeing the new doll she was playing with
The other girls said come and play
They all played together until
The young girl was called into dinner
The other girls said they would
Love to take care of the doll
As she saw her doll was sleeping
She let them play with her doll
After dinner, the young girl returned
To fetch her doll
But
No doll was there
Lost
Stolen
The young girl wept
Hurt
Beyond repair
She felt betrayed
No longer accepted
By the other girls
She found herself
Feeling unwanted, alone

Years passed
The young girl was now a woman
She grew to think of herself sadly
Until
Someone special came along
To saw so much beauty
Within her, it shown through
She was beautiful
For all to see
No longer saddened
Or in disarray
The young woman
Went to share
With others
The beauty within
Shining an amazing light
No matter the past
The light shines brightly
In beauty and splendor
…by Pauline Harris

IcicleTree

IcicleTreebyPaulineHarris

There looking

out the window

I saw an

Icicle

And the

Tree

And thought

to myself

 how neat it

would be

for them to

line up

and the

icicle be

the center

of the tree

and the branches

there would

spread out

for all

to see.

~pharris

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