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Sleepless Angel
Night is coming,so many hours till dawn
The
darktime is ruled by restlessness
It`s unruly reared head will not bow
Praying, God,some rest,and now,
with the
closing of my eyes, at last,
.....dismissing the scenes of the day
Slumber
now ,for I have done my best
Pray for dreamless sleep ,much needed rest
Who knows what will come the `morrow,
to
blend my happiness with my sorrow,
a semblence of life ,to temper the dying,
.....testing the silence with it`s
screams
Awake not, sleep on,these many years past
Tis
only a remembered nightmare opera,
heard only by me, alone, in my mind,
a memory imprinted as on an old record
and
always playing nightly, for me alone,
.....the young voices still calling.....
..........CORPSMAN UP!
©Faye
Sizemore 6/15/03
Madness
Resting
One
day out of clear air,
I shall rend my rags
and cut off my hair...
Become one of those who
wanders from here to
there...
No more flowers will I till,
hither on this hill...
Silence the work of my hands
Madness makes its own
plans
Its off to the dark Nether Lands,
there in its shadows to hide
and, perhaps I will ever bide...
No longer
a piece of the maddening crowd
... becoming invisible in my shroud,
...before my God, with my head bowed
©Faye
Sizemore June 27, 2003 |
No Resting
If one day you decide to clear the air
and tear your rags to shreds and pull out hair.
Not to worry, you will never be alone
no matter if you travel here to there.
Flowers will be provided, we guarantee.
There will be some for you to always see.
You can stand or sit on any hither hill.
And take in the fullness and get your fill.
Your hands may be tired, and worn to the bone.
But you'll always remember how they tended
your home.
Life may get crazy and your mind may wander off.
But your spirit will always carry you aloft.
You may feel you are lost in the dark of night.
But you are surrounded by the increasing light.
You are not alone, we will always be near.
Those that consider you our precious dear.
You will always be a part of this maddening crowd.
Of those waiting for God, with humble heads
bowed.
-Em ©June 27, 2003
Open Arms
Alone...
.separate...
...yet together..
friends...
..
never touching...
...yet understanding
... most blessed
of being...
...aware of
...giving
and having...
....space
to be us
...Yet friends in trust
...warm the hollowness
of the heart...
...knowing
others care...
... are
always there
journeying ...
and so...
we continue
Alone..
...separate
yet...together
© Faye Sizemore...July
1, 2003
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Accompany Me
This trek across the valley of life`s hinderland
Is long... and sometimes tiresome
It seems... so far... to the lights
shinning on the distant mountains...
...If you will just walk with me...
it will not be as fearsome... as walking alone
I will not be faint... if you will accompany me...
And, if I must... I will leave you... somewhere along the way...
And wait for you... in the mountains... on a brighter day
Faye Sizemore 8/1/03
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