IS IT?


IS IT?
Of rejection, of doubt?
thy be, a recluse
in society?
IS IT….a safeguarding
of a heartlight dimmed
by societys disabilty
to perceive the beauty
of thee?
©️PSA 2/8/21.




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WHERE LOVE RESIDES.


Winsome, wholesome
spring of eternal desire.
Welcoming abode of
warmth, happiness and
togetherness.
WHERE LOVE RESIDES
flames abound with
ease all consuming
’tis of a shared togetherness,
seconds, hours, days on
end; lovers offerings there
be no end; for WHERE LOVE
RESIDES a companionable
giving, sharing, and receiving
the essences of profound
beauty it be.
©️PSA 27/7/21.



		
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‘TIS EXPLAINABLE.


Thru’ grace and agility
of step did she stumble
upon souls held in captivity.
Hardened glass, captive
prisoners in misery.
Haunting tunes of sorrow
and dread, hopeful tunes
may the souls be fed,
by movement and grace
may their souls be released;
deafening sounds of
shattering glass…
salvation of souls at peace.
‘TIS EXPLAINABLE perchance
one might believe in selfless
acts of kindness to those
in need.
= THE BALLERINA=
©️PSA 23/6/21.



		
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SIBLINGS.


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Birthed gifts of
creation, undoubtedly
of heavenly creation
they be. Protectors,
pirates and champions
BROTHERS to comfort
thee. SISTERS standby
Moms in all their finery,
strict protocol their menu
indeed. Wayward child,
youngest it be; freedom
a way of life 'tis happiness
indeed. Adulting...BLAH
'tis a boring season no
need to compete.
SIBLINGS they be the
sweet peas of peace
and harmony.
©️PSA 17/6/21.



		
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MOTHER


Memories..
winters chill
hands and feet
frozen extremities.
Endearing warmth
of thee, a smile, a hug,
a kiss welcoming
warmth MOTHER
you be.
Tasty treats served
so graciously. Cherished
comfort of snuggling
beside thee, blessed
MOTHER for eternity.
©️PSA 1/5/21.



		
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