"Destined Minds"

BLOOD UPON THE STONE

red the viscus fluid that
dripped blood upon the stone
hot blood and fiery temper
caused the angst of piercing

seering pain of the royal
noble lineage that called
the princess of blood

first taste of fire that
now poured from thine veins
now deliberately, coldly,
and dispassionately spilled

lifes giving force excreting
the clots from within that
no longer dance, that no
longer sing the song of joy

and there lies the blood
upon the cold heartless stone
stained in deep deep the red
the mark of this way, lifes

once passionate heart so coy
no longer at the mercy of
long standing animosity
for all mercy is spent and

animosity grins with idle
care its evil heart that
worried not about leaving
its blooded mark upon the stone

Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008

FOOTNOTE: I think I may have used viscous fluid in another piece some time back...but picking up the words heart and stone this piece came to life or its resting place depending your take on it..lol

DEATH IT COMES

appointed unto man but to die the once
that calls upon the breathing the brevity of life

and swift the justice laid fair upon the soul
for the choices made that now no longer told

for we are but fleeting in the time wer'e given
and if we have been purposeful eternity found in heaven

as life it really begins there, to know the Saviour's face
of what we had encompasses beneath the blood shed grace

and sings the joy eternally, thankful for the gift
softly at first then sweetly the voices lift

death it comes, death it must come as grim as it might appear
and all the chains that death surrounds forever dissappear

for now I no longer cry or shed the human tear
nor feel the pain and sorrow that many often fear

so though the deathly shadow lingers over your heart
know that I was called back home from whence all life does start

and pluck from the bush grape the lush and fleshly juice
for merely the pleasure of it, the garden extends in rows
left behind is the impression of India's damask rose
though I will never kiss thee tenderly under honeysuckle mistletoe

as mine fine fragrance harvested and collected for heaven's call
and when you see the heart leaf sida growing wild by the roadside tall,

so luxurient in December, know that laughter is the best medicine
and now I will be ornamental like the candle on the tree
as I walk, laugh and run through fields of angelwing jasmine
in the presence of my God that be


Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2007

A grandmothers expected joy of coming summer
dedicated to the tiny heart we long to see

AN ANGELS KISS

An angels kiss
assigned from heaven
to press the bow of tender lips

and softly messaged
in loves tender touch
that you are loved always

from mother's window
joyful dew rolls down her face
for the peace she longed to hold

the tiny babe
of pure innocence
gift from sovereigns grace

Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2007
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