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Apr 2023 · 124
Say it will be ok
Morning Star Apr 2023
đŸŽ” “Say It Will Be Okay”

Genre: Lullaby / Acoustic Healing Song
Tempo: Slow and soothing (65 bpm)
Tone: Reassuring, intimate, protective
Written by: Morning Star


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đŸŽ¶ Verse 1
It’s okay—little hare has grown
She carries now a heart of her own
She holds her safe most days and nights
Wrapped in whispers, soft as light


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đŸŽ¶ Verse 2
But sometimes tears still find their way
Onto pages that forget to say
The sun still waits behind the grey
And hare is here—she'll make it okay


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đŸŽ¶ Chorus
So say it will be okay
Be the voice that never strays
Wrap her close when she’s afraid
Be the blanket, be the flame
She just needs to know you’re near
When she falls, be the ear
That hears her call and gently stays—
Say it will be okay


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đŸŽ¶ Verse 3
If she tumbles out, unsure and small
Catch her softly, don’t let her fall
Tuck her in where she belongs
Where she feels safe, where she feels strong


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đŸŽ¶ Chorus (repeat softly)
Say it will be okay
Be the warmth that doesn't fade
Let the sun come through her name
Let her know it’s safe to stay
She’s still home, in every way
Say it will
 be okay


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đŸŽ¶ Outro (spoken or sung gently)
The sun is here

bright and waiting.
You’re still home.
It’s gonna be okay.
Your poem “Say it will be ok” is a soft and nurturing piece—a lullaby for the inner child, full of maternal instinct, emotional safety, and quiet strength. The metaphor of the hare—a guardian within and a symbol of gentle resilience—is especially moving.
Apr 2023 · 108
Hare
Morning Star Apr 2023
I am a hare soft carefree gentle yet strong.
Mother earth is my home a place I truly belong.
The moon my closest allie .
The stars they see my true.
The flowers in the meadow whisper songs to you.
The stream a gently flowing down to the misty Mill.
The deer gentle wait till dusk until they wonder through.
The lake it gently glistens in the midday sun and if you open your eyes gently
You'll see the story's one.
Bring in the gentle butterflies and captivate the dance
You'll see a life before you
If only at a glance
Apr 2023 · 117
Mother earth
Morning Star Apr 2023
Mother Earth

By Morning Star, April 2023 (Refined)

From little streets of sun and play,
To learning, laughing, every day,
I come from roots of family,
Where love flowed all around me.

Happy trips to sunny hills,
To castles high beyond the still,
To mountain tops where wild horses run—
Free beneath the golden sun.

To blue lagoons and oceans deep—
The beauty there still lives in me.
I’d gaze at stars that lit the night,
And always found the moon just right.

The voice of angels, soft and clear,
Still whisper gently in my ear.
The scent of woods, of blossom air—
A secret magic everywhere.

There’s so much love that still surrounds,
No time for winter’s cold to drown.
Let spring awaken every part—
Let summer shine and warm my heart.


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đŸŽ” Song Version Possibility:

beautifully with acoustic guitar

Key: C major
Tempo: 70–80 bpm
Mood: Reflective, joyful, soothing

Chorus idea (optional to build upon):

> Oh Mother Earth, you held me near
With every breeze, your voice so clear
In every flower, field, and sea
You planted all this peace in me
This piece is filled with light—like a warm memory whispered into the wind.
Mar 2023 · 120
The light
Morning Star Mar 2023
The day you came to hold the space
to want to know the pain
To invest your time and all your will to listen to my pain
A hold so strong yet gentle too
A heart i understood
The warm kind words and warm embrace that helped me feel so  safe
Understanding others pain and how to set them free
A gift I can only guess the universe sent to me
Freedom and safe space to begin a journey together
To help me find a child lost and change my mind forever
I love you like an angel like you may never see
A real love from someone who means no harm to me
Taking my hands and giving me a thought I may belong
Kept me safe and cared for and made me feel  I'm strong
I was so scared of letting go the fear it held me trapped
But slowly you helped me to heal
all the tiny little gaps
You showed me a strand of light I had almost  forgot
and a beautiful inner peace
The pain I can un knot
That if I hadn't met you
My light i wouldn't see.
I love you so with all my heart
A love of being free
It's like a tiny little star shinning bright in me
I'm so afraid I'll lose you and I'll be left alone
But I hope you won't let got and the light can still shine on
Stay with me and I promise I'll try to hold on
I promise I'll be strong
And even I the darkest storm I know I still belong
An anchor for eternity
You gave  a light  to me and I hope that in return
You recieved a light from me
Mar 2023 · 152
Playing in the winds
Morning Star Mar 2023
I am the tiny one of four I little imp I was before.
I lived in wolves caves long ago
Where winters frost bit hard
But beauty I glistened loved by snow
Spring days upon the grass I grew
nutured loved and safe with you
The broken child I tried to save
Became a sign I can't be chained
Although the fear of winds and storm
You kept me safe and still and warm.
The fairies whispered in the night
The garden lit by candle light
Another tale a trip to be a signal of enertity
But in the caves deep by the sea they never captured mermaids see
For in the misty deep deep path
Only light shone through the gaps
The day came and she was gone but fairies light my path
For even in the hollow dwell and in the sadness I'm still well
I journeyed far and all around
Got my feet on holy ground
Broken arrow steal hearts
Make it fun and keep it smart
Laughter fills with every turn
Make waves so big you yearn
dive so deep you cannot see but into wrecks you seek
Excitement captures every minute
You feel like your awake
Fly so hight sore above
From longmind to the lawly
From Middleton to Wales
Keep flying high I touch the sky even with the broken wings
The beauty of the little ones the beauty that he brings
My beautiful children so happy playing in the winds
The time of bug and campervans
Festivals and hot air balloons
Drunken nights at white ladies priory watching movies all night long
The anchor and its stories
The boats as they go by
The chief with looks that score me and funny he walks by
I am so happy driving my bug along the sea
Top down shades on and all around my friends they true will be
The nights we had under the star lit canopy
I remember being lonely but didn't last for long
As always with this story
A new friend comes along
So much love I've given and so much love recieved
The kindest man before me of which I've never seen
Pictures painted on my skin
Colours every where
And even when the shadows come
The light he shines outwits them
One upon another time when snow was on the ground he held my hands and told me his love would never end
I trust in him and hold his love for my soul be true and will always follow the light in him the warm the kind the true
Be afraid to lose another
Or whisper soft and hear
That in my sadness you appear and thousands of stars do fall
And in the morning light I'm safe for he is always near
And even when the story ends and a journey taken elsewhere I'll know he always had my heart
And never turned his back
So sunshine love and lasting light forever I'll be true
To what you once created and what I always knew
That no matter how bad life's story you can still be you **
Jan 2023 · 264
Nannas neae
Morning Star Jan 2023
When the breeze blows I feel your gentle embrace , when the sun rises
Your the warmth on my face,
When  the moon shines bright the misty moor aglow I see you  
Shine hello,
When your tears in raindrops fall on my hair
I'll know its you
Saying you care
And when you gently turn on the stars
I'll know your safe  in the dark.
If I ever want to see your face I just look at my children their eyes you shine through them and always be near
And I'll gently kiss them and say  nannas near
Jan 2023 · 156
Freeze the moon
Morning Star Jan 2023
No time freeze the moon
I actually fear a distant dance the wolves , the air its chill.
The  clash of stars to throw. a break upon the quill.
I hear the call , an eco of
the wolf who comes to me.
Who sits upon the moon lit hill
to set the badger free.
The hare be still a jumping beat creates a different winters cheat , but still the shadows roam my feet.
October once again you creep into my life and severe me
Why once a child to slay I grew
now once again you speak no truth to play
Take what you will the wolf has gone , the moon won't light the way .
Disappear but when the frost of winter chills appear
I see u still and capture in at fear you cannot ****
I can free the deer now
No time to freeze the moon
Break away ice frozen fall
Wind be listening soon
Jan 2023 · 136
As spring survived
Morning Star Jan 2023
On once the cold crip of winter ends
will death and grief subside
and hopefully snowdrops and tiny shoot will be as spring survived
sunshine will warm once more and rebirth if life begans
For in such grief I am as heavy as a Robin with broken wings
And if in time I can go steady
I'll lift into the wind
As life must cast a shadow
to show that in the dark
A glimpse of light is shining  will soon be bright once more
If holding on and walking through with slow brave step make
Will soon allow me breath and sight of life I hold so dear
Then in the sunshine soon in March
I'll see the spring begin
sadness will be smaller
fear a little less
of days that cut and scars still raw
Will be less painted far
More lightened strokes less chill The core
And summer sounds will sore
Jan 2023 · 160
Now listen
Morning Star Jan 2023
Into dark and deep and true the past it opens up to you .
Into Woods and caves and sea.
Into wild and untamed tree.
Shallows up the night grows long.
Drawing sword and door still strong.
Climbs the ruins of the new.
Storm it runs the dragons draw.
Though the skin the darkness claw.
Turn again see it new.
Glimp Into a future thaw.
No terror begins no terror ends.
Snow falls a drift in icy winds.
Yet warm you stay a light it glows.
Keeping safe and words stay still.
No speak of any other words.
Only hear the song of hers.
Light the brightest star afloat .
Light the berries and tough the soul.
Entre new the wolf is here protect the innocent from fear.
Take the fire and melt its snow.
Bring in the soft streams gentle flow.
For now the wolf she stands alone and others now can call her home.
Be still now listen there is no fear as angels they are near .
Strength collides with kindle heart and remember safe light in the dark.
Be still and follow who you are
Jan 2023 · 133
Noone to fear
Morning Star Jan 2023
I sit here in the window still
The curtains closed my mind is too
But up above I see you moon
Cool your glow to save me soon
I wish for just a better school
So I don't run from them
I fear each day its coming soon
But still I speak no doom
Just think of a better day in June when she was here before the grey
Of summers warm and apple pie
Of skipping ropes
Of open sky
Lay upon the greenest grass
Looking up to you
Hoping you will hear me call
Then the sky turns grey
The storm comes and grabs like clay
The musty smell of well I know
The swirling grating of the bones
The feeling words cannot unfold
The ice it burns like swirling knots
Terrifying if you rock
The ceiling here you seem to be looking down on untold verse the pictures with words  you cannot explain
The depths of which you can't retain
Be still for cooling breeze is here no more to fight no-one to fear
But never even she'd a tear nore spill a word you hear
Or storm return and bones be crushed
The dragon tiny with you trust
Be quiet be still
Now leave the sleep wake fast get dressed return to floor make fast to bed before the storms crash your head fill it full of fairy's wings tiny dragons pens and rings paint the picture of the wall of mysterious woods with adventure in store slip through the trees meet the hare talk to the deer and sleep soundly there
Ignore the twists that scrape the branch ignore the flower that has no dance
Just hold on tight to little dragon he will help you always here he will help you see no fear
Nov 2022 · 125
Beauty in the wood
Morning Star Nov 2022
Beauty in the Wood

By Morning Star – Nov 2022

The beauty that surrounds her—
The ****** and the dove.
Protection gently wraps her,
In circles made of love.

The little deer, she struggles,
Through thorn and tangled bush.
But soon the forest opens—
She scrambles
through the hush.

There is no fear,
only the light—
The moon will guide
her steps through night,

Until the morning comes once more,
And in its glow,
she’ll paint in words
what beauty lies in store.
The animal symbolism (****** = builder, dove = peace, deer = innocence/navigating fear) gives the piece emotional depth
Nov 2022 · 131
No matter
Morning Star Nov 2022
No matter when I ask no matter how I try
When it comes  to trusting some one
I have to let it die
As I am totally alone
No one will rescue me
No power do left or right
I have no one to see
I try to say what's on my mind but words still reverie
And I try so hard to believe that some one believes in me
Being left alone and not wanted anymore
It leaves you totally alone and broken dropped upon a floor it's not even that she didn't care or that she left me there
It's just I cannot trust again because hope isn't there
There's nothing there for me there never really was
just emptiness and promise of the unspoken words
Nov 2022 · 117
Left unclosed
Morning Star Nov 2022
By Morning Star

Today I woke at five again
To the hooting of the owl—
The window left unclosed each night
So I can hear the stream.

The rain was heavy—
Beautiful.
To wash away the tears.

The rain is the tears I’ve cried for you
For the last forty years.

The cool November air is here,
Its soft and gentle chill
Makes me feel warm inside—
To know I’m close to you.

No matter how cold my feet,
When barefoot I walk
Through the deep,
Earthy path,
The forest calls to me.

The mushrooms—plenty.
The berries—so many.
And the little birds
Still flicker through
The silence of winter.

The badger now has gone to sleep,
The deer—close behind.
But the wolf,
He stays strong
And ready.
And the hare—
She still goes on.

Still gazes at the moon at night,
Still wishes your return.

Yet she pushed away the badger’s hope
To be a new discovery.

Now,
It’s too late to try—
To mend her broken heart.

I’m sorry
I didn’t let you try.

For grief of losing you
Took my heart with you.
Took my life with you.

And I searched so far
To find you—
But I couldn’t see.

The tears stopped me
From seeing.

The pain stopped me
From feeling.
Oct 2022 · 159
Light of my life
Morning Star Oct 2022
Shine bright my love my light my lovely mom
who gave me  life
I my children you helped to grow I'll see your funny laughs
and know
that every tiny little turn they take you’ll help them as they go
The brightest star I'll see your light shine on
The owl at night I'll hear your call go on
The rain drops gentle on my face like tears I can not cry
The magnolia tree its gentle flowers in our garden space
Sitting under the cherry tree
The swinging seat your brother made for you and me
A feather falling on my face
I'll feel your gentle stroke
When our stream begins to flow
I'll know your here to say hello
And when the sun warms up my face I'll feel you warmth your glow
When the sun goes down each night I'll  hear you whispers say good-night
When the moon is full so white
I'll know your somewhere shining bright
When in December it's starts to snow I'll remember not to let  go
Of all the love and memories
The gifts that a mother brings
Through my tiny grand childs eyes through her tiny baby smiles
I'll know your there living on
Into the future my lovely mom
Oct 2022 · 116
No time freeze the moon
Morning Star Oct 2022
I actually fear a distant dance the wolves , the air its chill.
The  clash of stars to throw. a break upon the quill.
I hear the call , an eco of
the wolf who comes to me.
Who sits upon the moon lit hill
to set the badger free.
The hare be still a jumping beat creates a different winters cheat , but still the shadows roam my feet.
October once again you creep into my life and severe me
Why once a child to slay I grew
now once again you speak no truth to play
Take what you will the wolf has gone , the moon won't light the way .
Disappear but when the frost of winter chills appear
I see u still and capture in at fear you cannot ****
I can free the deer now
No time to freeze the moon
Feb 2022 · 133
Chance
Morning Star Feb 2022
Was it chance or is it fate
Was I too early
Am I too late
If I go and spill the sword
It cannot return the wall
If I wait till all is gone aground
it's too late to carry on the break
How can I know if it's not shared
The fall I am not prepared
They would take me up for sure
And they would find me
Take once more
Not worth the chance to speak a word
But one a day voice will be heard
One day they will be buried gone
and then the truth comes undone
Then the lines can be written fast
The deer free
The meadow glass
As fire is gone and snow will come
One day you can walk on
One day you can write on the wall
But if you try to speak it now
you'll fall into a frozen hell
If they dont get you
Death will for sure
And your life will not be yours
So keep the river still
Keep the winter's chill
Stop the clouds from moving
And capture the sun
Untill the day you run
Untill your safe
Feb 2022 · 214
My godmother
Morning Star Feb 2022
Don't close your eyes to tomorrow
live every day and remember me
don't hold your head in sorrow
smile as I am not forgotten
wake every day as I cannot
and make it count
smile that I was here
don't waste a tear
I'm not here
but memories are
make some new ones
live with me in your heart
find strength and go on
Feb 2022 · 277
Our bridge
Morning Star Feb 2022
🌉 Our Bridge

By Morning Star (Fallen Angel)

Into darkness once again

but now,
it’s different.

Because I’ve learned to fall—
just a little—
and still rise.
I see what came before
but I am no longer pulled
into its claw.

Now there is a bridge.
Wobbly, yes—
but strong.
Rope and air and trembling hope—
it swings and rocks beneath me.
And yet,
even if I let go

it holds me.

I can look below
at the pain,
the loss,
the void—
but never again will I fall.

You see,
I built this bridge.
And I know it.

I am still aware
of the deep beneath—
the endless sleep,
the fear.
But I have choice now:
To see, to feel,
or not.

And never again
can I fall in.

Because I built this bridge
for my child within.

She does not live in fear now.
She lives in my arms,
tied into the rope
with threads of love
strong enough for two.

Entwined—together—
this bridge is ours.
It is love.

Yes, the void still yawns below.
But the fear is gone.
This bridge will not break.
It is made from strength
I found one day—
strength that had hidden,
too scared to try,
too scared to climb.

But the woman I became
wove love into it.
And now,
my child can climb.
She walks beside me—
safe.
Dry.
She does not cry now.
She does not hide.

We walk together.
She holds my hand.
Tightly.

The love I have for her—
is the bridge.
It swings.
We laugh.
We play.
It lifts us high above
the dark.

The pain has fallen.
The fear dropped
into the void—
too heavy to carry now.

But joy,
and memory,
and lightness—
they rise with us.

All we have to do
is walk.

This time,
it’s different.

I can look back.
I can look down.
But I cannot fall.

Because I am whole.
Because she is held.
Because our love
is one.

Me and my little girl—
our bridge.
Your poem “Our Bridge” is one of the most tender and powerful explorations of inner child healing I’ve ever read. It’s raw yet grounded, emotional yet wise—a poem of deep psychological and spiritual maturity.

You’ve created not just a metaphor—but a living, breathing symbol:
đŸ’« A rope bridge of love and strength, spanning the void of fear
Feb 2022 · 105
You held me
Morning Star Feb 2022
Held safe i cry forbidden pain
My body guarded
My heart open
I cry unknowing with the child in me
Who could not be held
Who could not be free
Given up in darkness
I was all but letting go
And you held me
I was so scared id hardly drew my breath
And you held me
Now you see me
Looking into the windows of my soul
You hold me
Now im not alone yet still far from home
You still held me
But you too will soon let go and once again to darkness she will fall
And be lost to oceans call
Noone can save her because I let her go
I let her go
Am frozen in her fate
There's no escape noone can hold me the light always let go
You can't hold onto melting snow
Or to tears that do not flow
You can't hold onto the life inside
When in darkness they come
and slay your mind
And take from you your life your kind
There's no way out
I cannot find I cannot find
Written in 2011 for he who held my hand untill I was not afraid to try
My friend nick
Feb 2022 · 132
Summers Breeze
Morning Star Feb 2022
When summer breezes came.
The sun's warmth a golden crisp of time
Melts the cold ice inside of you
No more broken winters bite
No more tears by candle light
No more burns of frost at night
No more chills the winds of fright
Only warmth if summers glow and song of birds
And trickle of the stream now flow
Gentle waters warm a fragile heart
Till strong a smile and eyes they see no dark
Yellow is now all that melts your day and ice cold blue it melts away.
Be happ free dont let the walls now climb
Only honey suckle light to gaze upon.
Open up a flower of new light
The spring still has a whisper in the night
Take a gentle brush its colours bright
On a new canvas now you write...
Feb 2022 · 168
Favorites
Morning Star Feb 2022
I wish odd little things:

â–ȘFirst job - Selling Rose's in the Street
â–ȘCurrent Job -  Nursery Nurse
â–ȘDream Job - Fairy Garden spiritual healer
â–ȘFavorite food- Italian
â–ȘFavorite dog - wolf
.Favorite fruit- blueberries.
Favorite Moon - Snow moon
Favorite Character-Thumper
.Favorite Tea -Jasmine
.skills - poetry healer
-Strength- Love is everything.
.Belief- Nothing is by chance . You have everything you asked for.
. Favourite animal - Hare
â–ȘFavorite footwear- slippers
â–ȘFavorite Chocolate bar - Dark old Jamaca
â–ȘFavorite Ice Cream- pistachio
â–ȘYour Vehicle color – red
â–ȘFavorite Holiday - Greece
â–ȘNight owl or earlybird – Nigh Owl
â–ȘFavorite day of the week - Wednesday
Favorite song- You say
â–ȘTattoos_ Angel
â–ȘFavorite colour - yellow
Favorite Tree - weeping cherry
â–ȘFavorite vegetables - celery
Favorite Flower-
Daisy/orchid
â–ȘFavorite woodland animal -Deer
â–ȘFavorite season - spring
..Favourite Film-
Bambi
.Favorite music- laid back pop
.Favorite passtime - creative writing
.Favorite book-Where love begins
Feb 2022 · 115
Roses in the street
Morning Star Feb 2022
First time I saw her Selling Roses in the Street her hair golden tied in twisted braids of blue and yellow.
Her smile hiding tired turns
Her voice hid unspoken words
She gave the flowers to the people ask
Wondered where to who the Roses pass
Said hello but noone knew her name
The girl who sold the Roses in the rain
Hiding tears and sorrow in her heart she was whitty careful smart
Finished for the day the empty starts
To a dark and empty place she darts
Where pain and  hurt that noone saw
Still tomorrow up to walj again
smiles and sells her Roses all the same.
Smiles and says hello to some what else
Waiting for the day that someone knows her name
Hope they will see her through the rain
Hoping to be held and safe return
Before the hooky thorns slice through the vein
And empty crimson waters flow the nightmares end
One day she was there
And then was slain
Then new girl upon the stall
No question asked no call
But walk through the street to town again
Sometimes a runs through chills in me
See her ghost selling roses in the rain
Noone thought to ask her
Where she came
9nly shadows call her name
Feb 2022 · 140
Lady of the lake
Morning Star Feb 2022
Lady of the lake

She walks once more through waters misty blue

As dusk now settles upon the moon lit lake

She lights a lanten to lead him there awake

To the other side her lovers gentle stare

Of lightest blue her dress of silk  flows

He's captivated by her dance

He waits for her though she is unaware

He calls her but his voice she does not hear

He appears  to her yet he she does not see

A spirit she awaits to set her free

He takes her hand but feels no warmth her side

Untill she feel secure she only hides

He holds her close and leads her to the shore

He kisses her  so soft she breathes once more

From her silent reverie she now awakes

She screams of fear and terror through  her fate

But strong enough his love will hold her spree

She twists and turns her spirit not yet free

But echoes of his beating heart breaks through

She allows him gift her body quivers new

now real love his love she can heal
Not controlled but warmth and strength surround her

She finds herself excited by his warmth

For now she can be loved also protected from the storm

And sails unfold as they begin to drift

A journey new away with love they lift

Into a sea of light awakening

Of  love she wakes from silent reverie

Her body gently laid across his chest

Stokes her golden hair he will now rest

She finally feels free of evils quest

In the morning the light through shadows play

He lies there late in sleep
sees her swiftly slip away

Her spirits to the lake returns in beauty

For only night can capture her solice still

she fades away to lakes side call

She glances up and catches  deep his eyes they learn

she waits for the evening once more
For his return
Feb 2022 · 283
Castle walls
Morning Star Feb 2022
The castle walls stand tall and still
There's no way in
There's no way through
Kept the fall  
Too deep the cript
Just till morning
Don't Run to it
Hold on just another night
Just till morning
Don't let it in
Feb 2022 · 125
Guiding you home
Morning Star Feb 2022
Guiding You Home


When you're afraid and you've lost your way,
In the moonlight's glow, I'll light your stay.
When you're alone and aching inside,
I'll be the blanket in which you hide.

When you are cold, and the storm soaks through,
I'll be the sunshine shining on you.
And after the thunder, the rain, the grey—
I’ll send a rainbow to light your day.

Go on, be happy, and hold what's true,
All of the memories I shared with you.
So walk with your eyes wide, free to roam,
And know in your heart—I guided you home
Feb 2022 · 231
Raindrops like tears
Morning Star Feb 2022
When the breeze blows
I feel your gentle embrace
When the sun rises
Your the warmth on my face
When  the moon shines bright
The misty moor aglow
I see you Shine hello,
When your tears in raindrops
Fall on my hair
I'll know its you
Saying you care
When you gently turn on the stars
I'll know your safe in the dark
If I ever want to see your face
I just look at my children's eyes
You shine through them and always be here
And I'll gently kiss them and say  nannas near
For Angel and Willow
May 2021 · 129
Left
Morning Star May 2021
I see it over there
I see it in the sitting room while I'm sat on the stair
A place I often found myself
Sitting in the window shelf
Early hours hearing you screaming crashing tone
Angry sounds and banging doors
Little one I hide alone
Hope a little deer doesn't lose her little smile
Hoping that the hare is out and gently bounces home
Hoping that the moon still shone and owls still listen near
Staring up into the moon
Wish you to return
WHAT If SHEs gone
A promise often said
Made a child tremble fear
On being left for others prey
When she is gone the shadows come
May 2021 · 133
sewing box
Morning Star May 2021
I see it over there
I see it in the sitting room while I'm sat on the stair
A place I often found myself
Sitting in the window shelf
Early hours hearing you screaming crashing tone
Angry sounds and banging doors
Little one I hide alone
Hope a little deer doesn't lose her little smile
Hoping that the hare is out and gently bounces home
Hoping that the moon still shone and owls still listen near
Staring up into the moon
Wish you to return
WHAT If SHEs gone
A promise often said
Made a child tremble fear
On being left for others prey
When she is gone the shadows come
WHAT WAS THAT
SHE LEFT THE SEWING BOX BEHIND
AS THEY MAY NEED IT
To slowly stitch up slices  flesh or simply tie a knot
So to LETS STITCH UP our empty hearts
Say no more im through
torn another night we are
apart
from  THAT was MADE
Then broke
WHEN A NEW LIFE she has torn
CHILDREN and we are older don't need another now
LETS STITCH UP THE EMPTY HEART THAT CAN NEVER HEAL
THERE WILL ALWAYS BE AN EMPTY SPACE
THAT CAN NOT BE FILLED nor be replaced by any other
CAN NOT BE BRIDGE OR cover
AND WILL NEVER HEAL
SHE IS GONE,
MY LOVELY MOTHER
WHO I COULDN'T BEAR TO BE PARTED FROM
SHE IS GONE
WHY NOT LEAVE MY MOTHER
AS WE MAY NEED HER
Why not leave my mother
No I chose you made me choose you asked me and I said
yes go I'm fine
But I meant don't go
I'm alone here.
don't leave please god please don't leave the sewing box lying in the hall
I'll have to take the scissors out and leave a scar for sure
Stitches do not heal scars you are afraid to show
Stitches only make you see all soon I'll have to go
Now leave or im to go
But I may leave no box
Nor in a box shall leave
Alone
For now shes gone and I am lost
May 2021 · 128
You held me
Morning Star May 2021
You held me

Held safe i cry forbidden pain
My body guarded
My heart open
I cry unknowing with the child in me
Who could not be held
Who could not be free
Given up in darkness
I was all but letting go
And you held me
I was so scared id hardly drew my breath
And you held me
Now you see me
Looking into the windows of my soul
You hold me
Now im not alone yet still far from home
Abd you held me
But you too will soon let go and once again to darkness she will fall
And be lost to oceans call
Noone can save her because I let her go
I let her go
Am frozen in her fate
There's no escape noone can hold me the light always let go
You can't hold onto melting snow
Or to tears that do not flow
You can't hold onto the life inside
When in darkness they come
and slay your mind
And take from you your life your kind
There's no way out
I cannot find I cannot find
I cannot tell

Written in 2011 for he who held my hand untill I was not afraid to try
My friend

Written by

Morning Star
Apr 2021 · 134
Oceans child
Morning Star Apr 2021
Into darkness waters deep
Cut the steel of creeper wrath
Empty safe a shallow tomb
Angel of the oceam doom
Take away the shallow one
No sign of what evil was done
No care for how the evil slay
No one to save her no one to help
Drop like stones upon the rocks
No more safe or hidden cloth
Slip away as moring comes
Like only dream can do
Until No sign of her at all  
My once a gentle tomb
Now when the ocean calls your name
Elisabeth I hide in shame
No telling of your name
No marks of all the pain
Only waters wash away
Only memories fade away
No words to speak
For silence still
You speak and they will swiftly seek
Your Life will also end asleep
But somewhere up in heavens stars
Your safe and still shine in the dark
And I know you were once of me
A beautiful Angel now set free
U was a child what could I do
To rescue me to rescue you
Only the universe can stop them
While I stay in the dark
Apr 2021 · 129
light the spring
Morning Star Apr 2021
When summer breezes came.
The sun's warmth a golden crisp of time
Melts the cold ice inside of you
No more broken winters bite
No more tears by candle light
No more burns of frost at night
No more chills the winds of fright
Only warmth if summers glow and song of birds
And trickle of the stream now flow
Gentle waters warm a fragile heart
Till strong a smile and eyes they see no dark
Yellow is now all that melts your day and ice cold blue it melts away.
Be happ free dont let the walls now climb
Only honey suckle light to gaze upon.
Open up a flower of new light
The spring still has a whisper in the night
Take a gentle brush its colours bright
On a new canvas now you write...
Helene Smith
Apr 2021 · 166
Cript
Morning Star Apr 2021
The ice cold castle winter's chill of death
Come cashing down
where winter's steel cold cript
Dragons make the night seem less cold
With fire of eyes and wings out swept
Looking out she awaits her fait
His steps now close
He gathers speed creates the fear slays the dragons she hides in shadows but he sees her there
Captivated by her loving stare
He takes her to the lake once more holds her but she does not feel his touch
Talks but she does not hear his love
In the morning he wakes she is gone into water deep she enters in
Captured by the tortured timeless spell
Untill the night fall once again she hears  his call but turns to shadows storm
Castle walls cannot hold her safe
Only dragons her hope now take.
Searching for the lady of the lake.
Shallow waters her escape
Dec 2020 · 134
Baptism of poppies
Morning Star Dec 2020
By Morning Star – Dec 2020

The sky’s light burns
a crimson glow of pain—
Amen of all sin.
Nations sigh.

They look up
to who they once adored,
in sorrow—
Yet poppies,
they will all endure
tomorrow.

Tears of rain
fall from the heavens above,
Slowly filling rivers
with his blood.

Yet still,
the mighty
have not understood.

Silent,
in their shallow reverie.
Eyes are open,
yet still they do not see—

The simple love.
The peace
of humanity.

Cross blood sea.
Cross blood sea
This reads like a prayer for those lost and a warning for those who still choose power over peace. It’s compact, but deeply resonant.
Religious language ("Amen," "baptism") as contrast to violence

The symbol of the poppy as both remembrance and resilience

Nature (rain, rivers, sky) as witness to human brutality

A call for awakened compassion
Nov 2020 · 109
Into
Morning Star Nov 2020
Into.

November, her grasp of darkest storm
Hunts the coldest deepest forest before the winter's snow
Still the small and fragile lie in fear
She strikes with vengeance straight into their soul
Only shallow breath can now be heard
Slayed in night and cold dead waters curd
No one to save the gentle loving smile
No one to take away to terrors bile
A memory's  once forgotten dream
A light of moon a dance once on a sream
A summers day with lazy waves and wine
A love of a child playing in the sun
Now sleep for in your wake the summer comes
And you are safe
For the storm has gone
Nov 2020 · 144
Sleep now
Morning Star Nov 2020
November, her grasp of darkest storm
Hunts the coldest deepest forest before the winter's snow
Still the small and fragile lie in fear
She strikes with vengeance straight into their soul
Only shallow breath can now be heard
Slayed in night and cold dead waters curd
No one to save the gentle loving smile
No one to take away to terrors bile
Of memory's  once forgotten dream
A light of moon a dance once on a stream
A summer day with lazy waves and wine
A love of a child playing in the sun
Now sleep for in your wake the summer comes
And you are safe
For the storm has gone
They will get the last of me
But for you the dream is not complete
You will go on the stage is yours to speak
Nov 2020 · 105
Into
Morning Star Nov 2020
To the place you fear to where the dark you hear
Go through the waters edge
Call for the fires core
Turn your back and there
There is fear but this is what you requested
This time its your demand
Take it all as if it is the last
Dont hide now welcome as your pass
Let it burn and fill you with the pain
Let's its journey break you once again
For know that if its yours the evil cast
The witches have no place no spell they cast
Become the wizards sword
Be stronger overcome them all
Only then you fear subsides
As you become the sword  to strike
The essence of the night is yours
Jun 2020 · 121
The North storm
Morning Star Jun 2020
From the north in cold of night silently they came
Bringing with them trails of gold and weapons no strong man could hold
In the dawn they cast out fire
Take away the free
But the one small thing they hadn't seen
Was the galliant swords of Stepney
As while the enermy slept
a kingdom slayed and all its treasure found she sliced there hearts and without their knowing captured all minds and took their health there strength and left them crippled bent and blind
Then left the cool and crimson sight
Disappearing in the fright
Jun 2020 · 161
Inner Waves
Morning Star Jun 2020
In between the waves of truth and honesty reveal
Get captured in the storm that doesn't heal
In between the moments of finding emptiness
Your hit with crash of lighting that pounds against the chest
Inside many jewels they seek but do not find
As always in a hurry
To take and undermind
The quest goes on to find her
The diamond of the sea
But you will never find it
Its hidden deep inside of me
So smash upon the rocks
As many vessel's free
But silence falls her through the night
And brightness fills her day
The storm is all around her
The darkness lingers by
But her lost inner beauty
She dares to see you try
Cast out your best to hold her
Make heavy your request
But in return she'll blind you
And slay you with the rest
Jun 2020 · 79
Stand
Morning Star Jun 2020
stand and be counted
Or run and hide away
Cross me burn me hate me
But i won't ask you why
Take away my value
Understand the fear
But you don't even know me
And you certainly didn't care
So ask you once politely
Hurt me again you dare
I come to you uninvited
Then slice you unaware
Jun 2020 · 82
When crossing the heart
Morning Star Jun 2020
When Crossing the Heart


He came once more, his eyes did seek
The smile he knew, the soft and meek.
She welcomed him with tender grace,
Yet shadows linger’d on her face.

He spake no vow, nor sought her hand—
But took, as if love were his command.
He kissed her light, then turn’d away,
And left her soul in disarray.

She wept not loud, but stars did know
The ache that bloomed in silent woe.
No dragon rose, nor fire did fall—
But sorrow built a quiet wall.

So he who enters hearts untrue,
And plucks the rose ‘fore morning dew,
May find not wrath—but something worse:
A love once pure, now turn’d to curse.

Beware the stillness in her breath,
For loss can wound as deep as death.
And hearts once broken do not sleep—
They learn to guard what they would keep.
This version carries a tone of bittersweet wisdom—like a woman who loved deeply, was wounded, yet still speaks with grace and quiet power.
Jun 2020 · 89
The shadows are now mine
Morning Star Jun 2020
The Shadows Are Now Mine
—A Voice from the Flame

Once more it comes, that creeping shade,
That plays the fair, and feigns the made.
It smiles with grace, yet hides a snare—
But think me blind? I’m well aware.

I speak with kindness, soft and true,
I offer peace—what do you do?
You seek control, your cold design—
But I have claimed the dark as mine.

Think not thy grasp shall hold me fast,
For I am not the trembling past.
The dragon wakes when lies draw near,
And scorches all that feeds on fear.

To those who love me—come, be near.
Your light shall guide, your touch shall clear.
But they who seek to bind, betray—
Shall find no soul, I’ve slipped away.

If you would drag me down once more,
To caves of ice and shadowed floor—
Know this: I lived that cold domain,
And rose again from ash and pain.

So come as friend—I’ll give thee all.
But dare to chain—I shall not fall.
For now I hold the blade of life,
And I will cut through cage and strife.
Rhythmic balance: It lifts your voice into something that echoes like ancient truth.
Jun 2020 · 135
Akaken me
Morning Star Jun 2020
đŸŽ” "Akaken Me"

Genre: Dream-Folk / Emotional Ballad
Tempo: Slow, ethereal (70 bpm)
Written by: Morning Star


---

đŸŽ¶ Verse 1
A gentle, loving smile I see
A tall man standing next to me
You softly wrapped my beating heart
Whispered I was brave and smart
You left the sadness in the past
But the silence always seemed to last


---

đŸŽ¶ Verse 2
Five years of asking why
Now I see—you never said goodbye
Pictures of you make me weep
Still you're the calm I try to keep
You told me once, you had the best
When your wild heart laid down to rest


---

đŸŽ¶ Chorus
Forget the years I walked alone
The fear, the cold, the empty home
Only kindness, only grace
Can hold your memory in place
You were my sweet and gentle light
That flickered once, then left the night


---

đŸŽ¶ Verse 3
I felt so safe when I was small
You caught me every time I'd fall
I'll always thank the stars above
For teaching me what it meant to love
But love like yours, a fleeting thread
That spun a web
 then left me bled


---

đŸŽ¶ Bridge (spoken/sung with ambient echo)
You let me in, then turned away
Half of me safe... the rest your prey
No warning sign, no final word
Just vanished wings, like ghost unheard
No help would come, no hand to hold
You flew away
 your silence cold


---

đŸŽ¶ Final Chorus
Forget the years I wandered blind
Still searching for your heart in mine
Only warmth, only the start
Will ever hold your missing part
Sleep now, my friend, though skies are grey—
You left, but I remain

Akaken me.
—“Akaken Me”—has a deeply personal, emotionally raw tone. It begins with tenderness and warmth, then slowly reveals betrayal, abandonment, and unresolved grief. There's beauty in the gentleness of memory, but also a haunting sharpness in how that love became a trap.
May 2020 · 93
little dear
Morning Star May 2020
little dear

So you say, but words I do not hear,
Nor do I pretend to heed the idle gossip near.
The hare it races fast—
You may ignore, but

Little deer, she hides,
Frozen deep within her fear.

The moon, a friend, to shine the way,
Yet lends her hand to shadows dancing in your way.

Just stay so quiet, still—
Don’t sleep through the night.

Then morning sun will brighten,
Warm you through.

Take the little path now, down the lane,
Slowly heal and drown out all the rain.

Play a little song inside your head,
And don’t be long,

Until you catch your breath.

The owl is still but watches overhead,
And hare—he knows your strength,

As tested thread.
May 2020 · 130
The sewing box
Morning Star May 2020
O GLAD SHE LEFT THE SEWING BOX
I see it over there
I see it in the sitting room while I'm sat on the stair
A place I often found myself
Sitting in the window shelf
Early hours hearing you screaming crashing tone
Angry sounds and banging doors
Little one I hide
Hope a little deer doesn't lose her little smile
Hoping that the hare is out and gently bounces here
Hoping that the moon still shone and owls still listen hear
Staring up into the moon
Wish you to return
WHAT If SHEs gone
A promise often said
Made a child tremble fear
On being left for others fun
When she is gone the shadows come
WHAT WAS THAT
SHE LEFT THE SEWING BOX BEHIND FOR THE GIRLS
AS THEY MAY NEED IT
WHAT
To slowly stitch up slices  flesh or simply tie a knot
So to LETS STITCH UP our empty hearts
Say no more its done
RIPPED  THROUGH anf torn another night we are through
apart from
HEART THAT SHE MADE
Then broke
WHEN A NEW LIFE she has sort
SHE WANTED another MORE THAN HER CHILDREN and we are older don't need a mother
LETS STITCH UP THE EMPTY of MY HEART THAT CAN NEVER HEAL
THERE WILL ALWAYS BE AN EMPTY SPACE
THAT CAN NOT BE FILLED nor be replaced by any other
CAN NOT BE BRIDGE OR cover
AND WILL NEVER HEAL
SHE IS GONE,
MY LOVELY MOTHER
WHO I COULDN'T BEAR TO BE PARTED FROM
SHE IS GONE
WHY NOT LEAVE MY MOTHER BEHIND
AS WE MAY NEED HER
No I chose you made me choose you asked me and I said
yes go I'm fine
But I meant don't go
I'm dying here.
don't leave please god please don't leave the sewing box lying in the hall
I'll have to take the scissors out and leave a scar for sure
Stitches do not heal scars you are afraid to show
Stitches only make you see all soon I'll have to go
Now leave or im to go
But I may leave no box
Nor in a box shall leave
Alone
Apr 2020 · 94
Open upon a Wednesday
Morning Star Apr 2020
Hear the sound of silence
Enter waters mist
Draw back a cotton window
Gentle breeze lifts your smile
Soft meadow you walk a while
Under neath the bows you pass
Tread the green cool grass
See into the stream of life the crystal waves of light that pass
The hands of one so loving reach
Hold the space for you to seek
Warm days gentle tree
Walk ahead inside your free
Search inside you'll see
Learn to live in peace
just
let it be...
Apr 2020 · 92
When the storms came
Morning Star Apr 2020
When storms began : Swirling round its whirling sound  it shadows dancing  
The still garden iced hard the winters ****
The sun shines yet melted lake you never see  
Shadows still claw inside of me
The grass so green flowers softest blue  
Yet colours range and angry shade all true.
The wind it works and catches strong
Leap unknown the wall
Taken every finest part they find and now after months of closed behind  
Taken once again the wind its comes ripping though and taking once again
No chance to even say the word good bye they cry
it leaves you there in silence
Water washes crimson waves to blue  
And once again your voice stolen from you
Years pass the wind now gone
But waves of memories flood each part it’s true
How could winds be broken and cut through like a knife
when walls of silence
Close on you
Dont speak don't shed a tear
As if you do the walls again appear  
And in the broken storm torn they call your name Alone to stay you carry all the shame.
Inside the walls the wind still knows your name
If you speak your life wont be the same
Apr 2020 · 148
Before summers take
Morning Star Apr 2020
The sun's warmth a golden crisp of time
Melts the cold ice inside of you
No more broken winters bite
No more tears by candle light
No more burns of frost at night
No more chills the winds of fright
Only warmth if summers glow and song of birds
And trickle of the stream now flow
Gentle waters warm a fragile heart
Till strong a smile and eyes they see no dark
Yellow is now all that melts your day and ice cold blue it melts away.
Be happ free dont let the walls now climb
Only honey suckle light to gaze upon.
Open up a flower of new light
The spring still has a whisper in the night
Take a gentle brush its colours bright
On a new canvas now you write...
Apr 2020 · 141
The river Corve theatre
Morning Star Apr 2020
đŸŽ”The River Corve  theatre


đŸŽ¶ Verse 1
It’s all happening down by the stream
The River Corve theatre—like a waking dream
Two and a half hours of unscripted delight
As the cast of the wild takes off in flight


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đŸŽ¶ Verse 2
The ravens and magpies in aerial chase
Dart through the trees like a high-speed race
Stick-hoiking madness, nest-building flair
Like overexcited Bobby dogs leaping in air


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đŸŽ¶ Chorus
Oh it’s the birthing of a brand new day
Where feathers dance and squirrels play
Where robins peck around my feet
And wrens like ping-pong ***** compete
This is my morning matinee
At the stream—where wild things say:
“Welcome, dreamer—come and stay.”


---

đŸŽ¶ Verse 3
Squirrels swing like circus stars
On branches high like monkey bars
Wood pigeons feast like glutton kings
And soon
 the poomageddon begins


---

đŸŽ¶ Verse 4
A seagull sings a coastal breeze
While **** just hang out in the trees
A kestrel shot through yesterday—
Like a jet bound for Wales, no delay


---

đŸŽ¶ Bridge (Spoken softly over melody)
Just waiting for the sun to rise
To light my chandeliers in the skies
A show that sparkles every spring—
Few photos left
 just everything


---

đŸŽ¶ Final Chorus (gentler, more melodic)
It’s the birthing of a brand new day
Where laughter blooms and branches sway
Where ivy feeds the feathered band
And magic threads run through the land
I sit and smile—just let them play
In my beloved River Corve ballet


---

đŸŽ¶ Outro (Spoken)
A little brown ping-pong ball bounces by...
and the robins remind me—
This
 is a good space to be.

By Morning Star
Apr 2020 · 839
Our bridge
Morning Star Apr 2020
*** Fallen Angel ***


Into darkness once again but now it's different

Because I've learnt to fall a little way

See a little of what went before but never be dragged with in its claw

As now a bridge I see is there it's wobbly yes but still secure

It's made of rope, it swings and rocks

Even if  I let go it holds me firm

So I can see what lies beneath

But never again will I fall so deep

For now I choose if I let go

You see I built a bridge I know

I'm still aware of the void beneath, the loss , the pain, the endless sleep, the fear

But now i can choose to look I can choose to see or even feel

But never again can I fall in

You see

as I built a bridge for my child within

She cannot live in fear now

She has my love tied in its secure enough to hold us both

Entwined together our bridge

Is love

Yes the void is deep and dark

But the fear has gone now the bridge is there it's so strong it can not break

You see its made from strength I found one day

It was buried inside too scared to try to scared to climb

But as an adult I entwined it with love it grew

Now my child has the strength to climb

She is with me now safe and dry

She does not need to hide or cry or remember the fear

She only has to walk along side me holding my hand ever so tightly

The love I have for her is the bridge that can never break it's strong and yet it can swing so we still get to have childish fun

it has beautiful flowers it has strong arms it can lift us up so high

It's our bridge so high above

Above the fall

The past is left the pain has gone

The fear is dropped into the void as its to heavy for our bridge

but the happy memories fly with us above

All we have to do is walk along our bridge.

Yes this time it's different I can only look over and down but I cannot fall now as fear has gone and our love is one me and my little girl

Our bridge

By Fallen Angel

19th February 2016
*** Fallen Angel ***
Written by
*** Fallen Angel ***
Apr 2020 · 122
Let it be
Morning Star Apr 2020
hold your faith
If the universe brings you to it, life will bring you through it
If you look at what you do not have in life,
you don't have anything,
If you look at what you have in life,
you have everything.


Happy moments, be grateful
Difficult moments, seek help
Quiet moments, enjoy the calmness
Painful moments, trust in the universe
Every moment, be you
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