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Mystique Melodies: November 2013

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Poetry, short stories and creative in-betweens. Links to this post. In the heart of the forest. My deepest secrets lie,. In the soul of the forest. My darkest deeds die. The still air - clears. The heart of the forest. Mine - not mine. The soul of the forest. Alive - still alive. The door opens - near. In the heart of the forest. My dreams unfold,. In the soul of the forest. I find hope's gold. Colour - muted glow. Beyond the forest - goes. The heart of the forest. Whispers - angel wings,.

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Mystique Melodies: March 2014

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Poetry, short stories and creative in-betweens. Ebb and flow,. The powerful roar,. Wild - untamed,. Silence - mystery,. Clichéd black steed,. Intimidation - fear,. The ebb and flow,. The powerful roar,. Seduction - extreme,. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Are you nobody, too? Then there's a pair of us — don't tell! They'd banish us, you know. How dreary to be somebody! How public, like a frog. To tell your name the livelong day, to an admiring bog! View my complete profile.

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Mystique Melodies: Silent Tides

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Poetry, short stories and creative in-betweens. And when I dreamed, it was of you. If only, oh, if only you knew. Water colours, flowers bloom,. April sunshine fills the room,. Soft and sweet, the music swells,. Into the heart it nestles, dwells. Remember cobbled stones and sunflower fields? Maybe, just maybe, we were never meant to be. Scorching sunshine, colours thrive,. Burnt earth and laughter, sun dried pine,. The music plays on, loud and clear,. Rhythm steady, the message dear. And thank ye kindly.

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Mystique Melodies: November 2014

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Poetry, short stories and creative in-betweens. I remember slow dancing. To the melody that played,. The day I first met you,. And then when I left you. I remember bliss and laughter. By the brook along the way,. The way that led me to you,. The way I found and lost you. I remember tea and biscuits. By the sidewalk, on the couch,. The day we whispered promises,. The day we broke those promises. By the window, in the meadow,. The day we painted rainbows. And loved beneath the shadows. Links to this post.

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Mystique Melodies: Remembrance

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Poetry, short stories and creative in-betweens. I remember slow dancing. To the melody that played,. The day I first met you,. And then when I left you. I remember bliss and laughter. By the brook along the way,. The way that led me to you,. The way I found and lost you. I remember tea and biscuits. By the sidewalk, on the couch,. The day we whispered promises,. The day we broke those promises. By the window, in the meadow,. The day we painted rainbows. And loved beneath the shadows. I got all goosebumpy!

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Mystique Melodies: April 2013

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Poetry, short stories and creative in-betweens. Halls of silence - meditate. Spirit catcher - mediate. Wells of darkness - obliterate. Sunshine divine - invigorate. Links to this post. Shadows Book of Verse and Sketches. Wilting flower o'er fallen leaves. Shadow dancer - drifting breeze. Molten lava o'er charred debris. Spirit raiser - uplifting seed. Links to this post. Shadows Book of Verse and Sketches. Six feet under - troubled, deep. The heart plunders - mindless. Wishful thinking - nothing, weak.

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Mystique Melodies: April 2014

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Poetry, short stories and creative in-betweens. The Girl In The Park. When dawn passes and daylight arrives - so do the others, so does She. Sunday morning nature walk – welcome one, welcome all. No, not really – just a passing thought. A group of strangers gather - every Sunday, different yet same. She joins them – at first invisible.She joins them – apart yet a part of their trail. Nothing comes easy, nothing comes free – the others pay up but not Her; not She. 8211; Sunday 7am is her game. A Touch of ...

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Mystique Melodies: March 2015

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Poetry, short stories and creative in-betweens. She sits by the window,. Waiting, watching,. Sunsets come and go,. A single strand of pearls,. Now warm, now cold,. Pearls strewn across the floor,. Now together, now alone. Hot chocolate and laughter,. Sipping, skipping,. Rum and coca-cola,. No one by the window,. Waiting, watching,. Lifetimes come and gone,. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Are you nobody, too? Then there's a pair of us — don't tell! View my complete profile.

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Mystique Melodies: April 2015

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Poetry, short stories and creative in-betweens. And when I dreamed, it was of you. If only, oh, if only you knew. Water colours, flowers bloom,. April sunshine fills the room,. Soft and sweet, the music swells,. Into the heart it nestles, dwells. Remember cobbled stones and sunflower fields? Maybe, just maybe, we were never meant to be. Scorching sunshine, colours thrive,. Burnt earth and laughter, sun dried pine,. The music plays on, loud and clear,. Rhythm steady, the message dear. Links to this post.