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niamh Dec 2015
In poetry I find peace
And a voice that roars
niamh Dec 2015
When the night is still,
She comes,
Licks the nib
And spits her words
Upon my pages.
I wake to read thoughts
I didn't know I had
But the writing
Reads like a mirror.
With shaking hands
I tear the treacherous paper.
Words born of wine
And what is best left buried.
The mirror me waits.
***** in hand.
Nothing stays buried forever.
  Dec 2015 niamh
ThePoet
We reminisce

each passing year

and forget what

is already here

We only live the

moments and await

for another sad

and nostalgic state

©
  Dec 2015 niamh
Chris
~

Stranger than fiction
the fact that we are
In love with each other
yet we are so far

Affection keeps growing
no matter how wrong
To show that together
is where we belong

Traditional reasons
our romance you see
Is so far from normal
this love, you and me

And who would believe it
if ever they saw
These feelings we’re having
in spite of it all

But I just can’t help it
this love that I feel
No matter how different
can only be real

So know this is fact
these words that you view
What’s stranger than fiction
has somehow come true
  Dec 2015 niamh
SøułSurvivør
egg
inspired by
Lidi Minuet
and her poem
"HATCH"


I found an egg of crystal
it had a little crack
though beautiful as opals
integrity it lacked

I asked the Lord to help me
"whatever should I do?"
He told me to go and plant it
when the day was new

and so I looked for soil
but no soft could be found
so I planted my wee egg
in hard, forbidding
ground

I watered it with tears
for others suffering lack
and after a little while
the ground
began to
crack!

a tentative green sprout
pushed up its tender head
it grew up from the rocky ground
I had thought so dead!

I continued watering
I knew naught else to do
and a tulip flower appeared
the lightest
eggshell blue!

I watered then in earnest!
I wanted for to see
that flower strong and healthy
and what it'd bloom to be!

slowly the petals opened
and lo! there fast emerged
a'singing and a'fluttering
a little crystal bird!

out of the light blue flower
the creature dipped and soared
it was then I realized
my hope had been restored!

flying 'round my head
its feathers sent off light
as brilliant as a diamond
shattering the night

it was only then I realized
as the darkness fell apart
the soil was life's hardships
and the
egg
had been my

HEART**


SoulSurvivor
(C) 12/17/2015
I know every trouble i experience
now is nothing compared
to the joy of God.

I must remember that
JOY
is
J esus
O thers
    Y ourself

In just that order.

PLEASE
repost this piece if you will
I'm proud of it
it has a great message l think
people should read!

~~~<♡>~~~
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