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Geepers. Creepers

Creepy, crawly, creatures
cunningly and suddenly appear
from deep ,dark corners
of Mind’s innocence
and with unholy whisperings
slither into a Soul
to violate and mutilate
and to paralyze with fear

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This one left me with a deep sense of unease if that was your intent you hit the mark

lovely to read you again I hope your as well as you can be

love and hugs your Jayne xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

good to see you again. My "poems" do send "messages"about my world as I am living iit. Not always pleasant to read.

Thank you, my Jane

Love from your Joe

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I was out of action for a little bit but I am back now and getting better by the day, I hope things improve for you big hugs

love your Jayne xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

So glad to hear ! Had one major surgery--cleared up one of the manny problems. One at a time.

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ingredients which have made a deep impression. This is my kind of poetry. Brilliant!



"Death" is nonsense: what is there to die?
"Life"? How could " life" "die"? That is a contradiction
in terms. Can "light" become "darkness"?
"Light" can only cease to be apparent

Wei Wu Wei

Thanks, Lenny .:)


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Though you still speak of your future, which to you may seem sort of clear as to its ending, I query that your God should he wish to, will make of you what He/She will, and come to meet you on your terms.
No chance there young Joe, this road is strewn with those that have left before they wished to, and later than some expected to.
That end of the journey is a special time and it is only counted by the universe its self.
I wish you and me a pleasant end to our Earth journey's, and that at some distant pulse, we may know each other.
You take care out there, and tell us of your imaginations, not your expectations, in the language of poetry, where all of us dwell..
Yours Ian.T

There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

Life is a gift and I will ho;d on until it is decided.

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Creepy crawly creatures very good alliteration

Thanks :)


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