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To Follow the Light

Shining through the darkness

Cutting into the woods

She saw it …

That unusual light

What was it?

Where did it lead?

Who is there?

 

All questions she

asked each time

the light presented

itself …

Yet never taking

time to answer them

 

One sleepless night

deep after midnight

she wandered into

the woods and there

it was …

shining on the path

leading her…

challenging her…

daring her…

to follow

 

Without knowing how

she arrived suddenly

there was a small

softly lit cottage in

front of her begging

her to come inside

 

Carefully, she walked

onto the small porch

and looked inside

to find a cozy fire and

welcoming room she

could not resist entering

 

On the hearth sat a

mug of honeyed tea

and a plate of sweet breads

 

Did she dare?

Was she intruding?

Who lived here and

where were they?

 

Hearing a tiny sound,

she turned and saw the

cottage’s resident …

“Come in my child,”

“I have waited for

a long time for you

to come,” stated the

tiny elderly woman.

“Sit, eat, drink,”

“Your training is

about to begin, and

your life will be

forever changed.”

Copyright © 2016 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

Note: This is a companion poem to a piece of flash fiction written to the same picture prompt. It may be read at the following link:  https://anniestexasmusings.wordpress.com/miscellaneous-musings/writing-outside-the-lines-prompt-24/

 

The Swing

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Writing Outside the Lines … Halloween Extra

Look at the picture. Writing Rebels, Halloween is days away … I challenge you to write your spookiest using this picture for inspiration.

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The Swing

It was a swamp thing

found deep in the darkest

recesses of the bayou

History…

Mystery…

Lore said it was evil

My Grams did too …

I learned early on

to stay away from

that ‘damned thing’ as

Grams called it

especially during this

time of year when the

whispering was strongest

Even …

When it whispered

to me every day

The Swing called

me by MY NAME

Telling me it was there

waiting…

alone…

lonely…

missing me…

needing me…

to keep it company

to fulfill the prophecy

I dreamed of The Swing

I saw it in my day visions

It wanted me…

my soul…

Would it one day win?

© 2015 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

Who’s that Girl?

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WOTL Prompt 9

Here is my response to this weeks Writing Outside the Lines Challenge Prompt 9 …

Who’s that Girl?

She had long brown braids

Cotton dress with a pinafore

to protect it

High topped lace up

leather shoes

Thick stockings that were

being gradually eaten by her shoes

Seems to be about twelve…

 

Who is that girl?

Why is she in my dreams over

and over and over?

I don’t recognize this dirt

road she is walking

I cannot she her face

because she is always

walking ahead of me

Walking with a purpose

and a brisk pace

 

In my dreams I follow her

but always awake before

she reaches her destination

Who is that girl?

What does she mean to me?

Why is she stalking my dreams?

 

© 2015 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

 

Mysteries…

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Mysteries…

Looking up

The view is

nothing but

amazing

 

The Sapphire

sky like an

upturned Lapis

bowl displays

wonder and

amazement for

all to see

 

An every changing

view that shifts

nightly…

monthly…

seasonally…

 

That vista vaulting

across the Heavens

holds a myriad

of mysterious

thousands…

millions…

of years old

Copyright © 2015 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

 

Christmas Night

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Christmas Night

The crescent moon
hanging at an angle
like an open bowl

It catches stars and
drips moonbeams
Enough light to guide
me through my nightly 
chores

Trees dancing in the
wind as the new comer
follows me
A snow-white kitten
who appeared the night
before Christmas Eve
acting as though it
knows me…
belongs to me...

To my knowledge
none of the barn Queens
have kittens that age

A mystery…
Just as much as the
sudden disappearance
of my favorite young
Tom and tiny gray and 
white kitten who both
disappeared after
Thanksgiving

One to replace two …
a gift from 
Karma?

Copyright © 2014 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

Old Friend…

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Old Friend…

The moon is peeking
through lacy clouds
Giving me it’s mysteries
While keeping my secrets

We are long time friends…
The Moon and I
Always there for me…
Always trusted by me…

Playing hide and seek
ask I walk in the dark
It knows my needs…
my wants…
my desires…

And…

Keeps me safe…

Copyright © 2014 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

Morning Mystery

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Morning Mystery

Crystal clear black sky
Stars high clear diamonds
hanging finger tip close
 
Walking in the crisp darkness
A stillness is broken by a
strange sound of rushing water
 
Yet…
 
Only an aural illusion…
The cold north wind moving
through the remaining tree
leaves gives the sound of
moving water…
a rushing stream…
that isn’t there
 
What a gift!
The morning undisturbed
but for this mystery of
Nature…
 
Copyright © 2014 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

DUST…

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DUST…

We are of the Stars…
Beings from long ago
living on borrowed time
 
The Universe at any
time could revert to 
the past…
Scattering us all like
dust particles and 
grains of sand
 
What holds us all
together keeping 
that from happening?
 
Our love…
The purity of
that is recognized
and honored
for Eternity
 
Give me your hand
My Love…
Follow my heart
for our two dust
specks may just
be the thing
holding the
Universe together…
 
© 2014 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

Superstition

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Superstition

A figment of my
Imagination…
I thought you
were real
 
Yet…
 
I seem to be
no one…
unknown…
forgotten…
 
My grandmother’s words
ring in my ears…
“Be careful of
Specters…
Superstition will get
the best of you!”
 
© 2014 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

 

 
 
 

Floating

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Floating

My life is
going through
changes…
 
At times I feel
as though I am
floating…
 
Not through life…
Not in water…
Not on air…
But…
Floating through time
 
Past…
Present…
And
Future…
Merging…
Flowing into…
Out of…
And
Through…
so everything is
a bit mixed
and confused
 
Time to 
Ground…
Focus…
Balance…
Center…
And 
Surrender…
 
© 2014 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

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