This Held me in a comfortable void

Nice & simple….. Held me in a comfortable void

L.J. Lenehan

Earth filled air, moist and dry, I removed the Geraniums before

I tucked in, with the night’s sky. Leonard Cohen sang in the distance

‘Hallelujah’ I lay inside his raspy voice while my soul cuddled

the emotion of shock, shock that I was outside, shock that I was

under a stairs, shock that no one cared, shocked that I really had to

make it on my own. Someone once told me I came into the world

that way but I did not think it was true. Drunks stumbled by, I hoped

I remained invisible long enough that someone might see me.

– L.J. Lenehan –

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Quite engaging!

Quite engaging!

OLD CEMETERY JUNKIE

When You Went Off To War

I didn’t know the day you left.

We would meet no more.

You were just a boy of nine.

When you went off to war.

You proudly bore the drums.

For our voluntary corps.

You were just a boy of nine.

When you went off to war.

Through long hard battles.

And soldiers’ injuries sore.

You were just a boy of nine.

When you went off to war.

You served your unit well.

Until you breathed no more.

You were just a boy of nine.

When you went off to war.

That battle took its toll.

Upon Unit Eighty Four.

You were just a boy of nine.

When you went off to war.

They placed your body in a grave.

In the uniform you wore.

You were just a boy of nine.

When you went off to war.

By:  Becky G. Brinn

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Open

The thought is held at the fringes of imagination and logic with this one.
Beautiful

Etched by Sky

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So I’ve seen this soft stream,

Of thoughts find me

Light hits, silence felt

Feeling though there is something else

Of her wild, of her free

Of these fields, of my sea

Which resides, my inner tides

My inner strength,

Formed by light, my true, light

A moment, if just, memories of us

Right now is a mess

My mind is amiss

Yet here I am, the moments release

Into the light

My arms reach

I am open

Hoping

For you

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Angel

Hard to hold back the tears

Hodgepodge Galore

ANGEL

Shannon Gambino, December 16, 2012

Eyes of intensity

Hearts of love

Rays of light

Sleep, child, sleep

Prayers of millions

Wails of loss

Scores of mourners

Sleep, child, sleep

Blooms of flowers

Flames of candles

Songs of sadness

Sleep, child, sleep

Release of pain

Sliver of life

Gates of Heaven

Peace, angel, peace

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If you would like to donate to the victims’ families, you can donate online: http://www.newtownyouthandfamilyservices.org/donate.php

*Photos were found under Google images. I do not own these images.

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Discomfort

Simply well said

human-torch

A nervous glance from nervous eyes

We fidget like a pigeon sitting

On the same ledge for too long

No names the silence growing

Tense discomfort not to mention

Cold in fingertips are they shaking

With nerves or shivers

No one can say for sure

No one will say at all

Silence growing on us like a rash

But don’t scratch don’t shatter

Silence let the tension grow

Because that is what matters

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