Sunday, March 9, 2008 7:02:02 PM
When you walk with angels
You walk with your head held high
When you here the angels
There is no need to cry
When you meet an angel
You know just how to define
The love that you are feeling
When you are lost and seek to hide
When you know your angels
You know you can do anything
You feel that even impossible
Is a word with little meaning
Angels walk among us
But they are sometimes hard to see
Because when angels are here
They don't always where their wings
So when you are looking for love
Or needing support in your life
Feel the wings wrapped around you
And know that they are mine[/FONT][/COLOR]
Sunday, March 9, 2008 6:57:59 PM
Love exists inside my minds eye
I see it there all the time
When dreaming up the words I share
I realize truth is very rare.
Dancing with the dreams in my head
Perhaps I should get out of bed.
The darkness closes in again
It is the soul we must defend
So reach into the fair good night
And offer up your soul to fight.[/FONT][/COLOR]
Sunday, March 9, 2008 6:54:28 PM
I dreamt last night that I was walking
Through the forest to meet a stranger
I knew not what I should be expecting
But I knew I had to get there.
I dreamt last night that someone was waiting
In a clearing in the forest of life
He had something he was holding
It was a book and a knife
As I stepped into the open space
He used the knife to slice the air
He said that now it was safe
To come into the circle he had created there
He said he had to light the candles
And with a wave of his hand he did
I am a witch of alters and spells
But the power he was showing didn't seem to fit
He looked at me and saw
The questions in my eyes
He said it is our law
That binds your powers inside
I started to understand
The power was in our heads
Afterall it was just a dream I'd had
I was still in my bed
You are traveling here to meet me
With only your mind in tow
I invited you here to learn you see
While your body rests at home
You think those spells come from inside you?
They come from our meetings here
I am the your pagan writings muse
You are the one my dear
You will do great things
By teaching the art to others
You are the messenger that brings
The story to your sisters and brothers.
So we wrote this poem for Witches
To announce that it is real
He provided the inspiration
And I present the deal
When you join the pagan rite
You must remember to Obey the Law
You will find your own might
But you must not harm at all.[/FONT][/COLOR]
Sunday, March 9, 2008 6:51:27 PM
My sister and I look into Heaven
For a friend that has no faith
She needs some things to happen
But she doesn't know how to pray
We call her little Janie
She lives right down the street
She lives there with her daddy
And her daddy can be mean
He has never hit her
We promise that is true
But he could treat her better
Janie wishes that too
We see tears that never fall
In the corner of her eyes
The names we hear him call
The pain she always hides
Goddess could you make him silent
Take back the voice you gave
So she never has to hear it
Speak words of only hate.
Thank you Lady for listening
Think over what we've said
If you Lady Goddess are willing
You could give us back our friend.
Blessed Be!
From my sister and me.[/FONT][/COLOR]
Sunday, March 9, 2008 6:48:25 PM
mother, poem, love, Heaven
...
I met a woman
When I was very young
From the day she saw me
She treated me with love
And in no time she became
The hero of my youth
She saved my life more than once
And God knows that it is true
She stayed right by my side
When I was ill
Right through the nights
That were so still
She gave me the values
That I in turn have passed along
To my darling children
To make them truly strong
She is my Mother
My friend
And in return I will be there
Till the very end.[/FONT][/COLOR]
Sunday, March 9, 2008 6:44:58 PM
poem, love, Heaven, poetry
Though I never got to know you
You touched my very soul
We never even heard your cry
Yet you filled that little hole
I missed the chance to comfort
The chance to sing a song
I missed out on your laughter
My baby,
My boy
John
You could have changed the world
Made a better place
Given everyone a chance
To get to know your face
We would have excepted
The blessings of your charm
I would have loved to know you
My baby
My boy
John [/FONT][/COLOR]
Sunday, March 9, 2008 6:41:52 PM
poem, love, Heaven, poetry
...
My life with him is over
Gone without a trace
No dreams of future loving
No memory of his face
Things were always hard for us
And we never got to close
I was afraid to love him
Afraid of what I would lose
Now that he has left me
The dreams are all that is left
I wake in the darkness
And swear I feel his breath
I pray that no one feels
The pain that was inspired
The day my son was called
To join the angels choir
Sunday, March 9, 2008 6:38:19 PM
poem, poetry, angels
Little angels fly around my head,
Love breathes into my soul
I thought with the visions I was dead
But life's light shined through.
Colors everywhere purple and blue
I feel them in my soul too.
Wonder as I lie there still
If all of this is somehow real.
My Opera
