ANNE P LadeeAnne MURRAY

Crippled with anger

Crippled with fear
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As we speak, our minds race through
The hopes, the possibilities of just what might have been
Secretely, we thought that maybe after years apart
There may be that magic, that special moment
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Come walk with me thru' a field of dreams
Of wooded lanes and sunlit streams
Where rainbows light the path below
And Sunlite' beckons the flowers to grow
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You are the white star of twilight
The moon in the sky's far end
I shall lie down with thee…
Rise up with thee
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We walked for awhile together

side by side
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Let the child in me come out to play
In that nudging bud of youth that still remains
Etch its frolic deep within my heart
So I will always remember
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Listen to the still, quiet sounds
Can you hear their voices
feel their flow of peaceful, butterfly thoughts
as they land gently in your soul?
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I had a dream last nite, so vivid, so unfeighned
As you touched my face, my heart became unchained
An Angel with a pen, was writing down our script
You softly touched my skin and gently kissed my lips
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One, cold day in December...
The year was 1996
You walked into my life
Later on, with your kind, blue eyes,
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I remember it so well...
Almost, as if it were yesterday
Laying out in the backyard
of my parent's white,
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To the roof of the world the mighty eagle flies
Silently watching the Earth down below
They fly mile after mile, day after day
Their solemn spirits soaring in Heavenly skies
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Am I lost to thee forever?
The moon throws off thine light
I stumbled and fell along my way
Yet mine ear heareth thy voice still
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We're awaiting a miracle...ssh,
She's asleep within the womb
One day we'll look into your beautiful face
Count all your fingers and toes
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She seemed to be like a portrait...
Which had fallen from its gilded frame
Abandoned...
Lying face down on the empty, cold wintry floor
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Big chocolaty, liquid brown eyes
That make me want to swoon
Rich cherry red lips
So edible, so delicious
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They sit together after supper, two forks, two plates -dishes cleared, put away. She, with her tiny spectacles perched a little crooked on her face - he, with his favorite pipe. Her withered hands lay peacefully in her lap…he reaches out, gently touching them -
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Unbearable cares held back...
face turning emerald with despair
by lost, withered dreams...
by his lost childhood
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Mary Rose, the mighty sailing sea vessel glided majestically across the waves -
With the ocean's heaving winds blowing off her proud stern and mast
Sailing victorious and proud - her billowing white sails were cast
The calm, liquid waters of the sea...flowing quietly purple blue for now-
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Secrets...from the house of whispers
keep calling out my name - in the halls and rooms
where as a child I lived and walked within
Unknown secrets, memories that wake me in my sleep
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