Sleep Silent Angel

 

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Sleep, Silent angel, dry all your tears.
Rest, be at peace with so many fears.
Please don’t cry for our sorrows,
And our maybe tomorrows

… if we don’t get it right,
With our planet so in plight.

Sleep silent angel, do not cry for our grief
Spoiled sea, air and land, 
fouled by a thief – yet in truth by our hand.

Do not cry for the loss and neglect and abuse,
Even as we do remain so obtuse.

Sleep silent angel, I beg don’t despair
We still are your people and though careless – do care.
Rest up your wings for tomorrow may bring

A renewal of hope with perchance a rebirth,
 of  loving and giving 

on our home  – Planet Earth!

~ Plh

The Reoccurring Echo of Misspoken Words

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photo by Annie Leibovitz Más

Misspoken Echoes

“Echoes that are heard

after misspoken words

create resonance sweeping,

leading often to weeping

in sadness despaired

but words never cared.

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And once they’ve been spoken

more words become token

of aftermath’s reflection,

and perhaps introspection

of poorly said words

that should’ve never been heard:

Misspoken words are like yesterday’s songs

always remembered for oh so ere long.”

~ Plh, 2016

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Take care of you and if you’ve the time take care of a few others too.

With affection,

~ Penny

Sing Me Today

Sing Me Today

Sing me a song, doesn’t need to be new
It can be about me, it can be about you.

Or maybe a song about other  things

maybe hope for tomorrow and the good it can bring.

Sing me a song, an uplifting one

I’m in need of connections with universal love.

Sing me a song, right now, right away

no, not tomorrow, sing me today.

Make it grand, warm and loving so all will respond 

with an outpouring of love from their very own song.

Please sing me a song I can harmonize to

and after we’re thru, 

I shall sing one for you

filled with love, joy and  caring, 

without further delay

I will then also … sing you today!”

~ Plh, 2016

Thank you. Have the best weekend possible, filled with many good things.

most sincerely,

~ Penny

What Do I Do With this New Day?

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Oh, what shall I do
with this glorious new day?
It’s mine for the living
despite come what may.

How can I share
these feelings so grand,
where new life’s unfolding
making its stand?

And where do I fit
in this scheme of all things?
Do I even belong
Or is life a dream?

Yet be it a dream
I shall not despair,
for happy I am
Whether here or there.

~Plh, 2016

 

May your week be going smoothly and your cares be far removed.

With much affection,

~ Penny 

 

You Promised Me This …

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Unspoken it’s true
Yet you promised me this:
With our last kiss
one shared with bliss.

With final embrace
that’ll never erase
your gentle caress
of finest finesse.

Promising truly
a shining sublime
of, lasting always,
a love so divine.

Never ever to be
feeling bereft
and though I still cry
I now know why
… you left.

Tho’ love can be pure
It sometimes can’t endure
or so it seems
save in one’s dreams.

“So I’ll see you there
sweet love of mine,
Where love will last
for all of time.” ~ Plh, 2016

Quiet Your Mind

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An Interlude of Quietude

Be calm, please be still

do quiet your mind,

dismiss troubled thoughts

of a worrying kind.

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Nourish the peace

to be found deep within,

soothing life’s passages

of times we live in.

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Quiet your mind

dear friends of mine,

know there’s tomorrow

when all can be fine.

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With calm assurance

know you’re not alone,

with courage and belief

… a way will be shown.

♡ ~ Plh, 2016