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The hunter engaged and ready for the chase
The hunter engaged and ready for the chase
A twitching tiger hidden inside a dreaming
A twitching tiger hidden inside a dreaming
Dreaming inside a tiger, twitching for a chase
The hidden engaged and ready the hunter
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A quiver rumble, a demand and a comfort
A quiver rumble, a demand and a comfort
Holds one tight in slumber nose to tail
Holds one tight in slumber nose to tail
A slumber in demand holds comfort tight
One nose a quiver and a tail to rumble
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Of mice and men who are lost to frightening eyes
Of mice and men who are lost to frightening eyes
Birds of emerald locked in broken flight
Birds of emerald locked in broken flight
Of emerald eyes locked, and of birds in flight lost
Broken, frightening to men who are mice
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One emerald broken holds in slumber men
Ready to comfort, a demand eyes engaged
Of mice and birds and to the hunter of the chase
A hidden nose and tail a quiver in twitching flight
A frightening rumble for who are lost
Locked tight inside a dreaming tiger

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Day 23 of National Poetry Month  –  A Paradelle

Words and Image by Cicely Robin Laing © 2017

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From this twisted, dark and stormy night
I crafted my mood, my sense of revenge
I say let the lightning strike… twice… twice

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I took you in like a sweet orphan
Found on my doorstep, I gave you cover
From this twisted, dark and stormy night

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With a kiss on my lips, you took me
My heart rusty, you oiled my passion’s fire
I say let the lightning strike… twice… twice

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Your hands tracing my curves, captured me
Slicing new lines of life, a safety net
From this twisted, dark and stormy night

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I let you in deep, deeper than god
You took everything I offered, and more
I say let the lightning strike… twice… twice

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Then you were gone, and I called down pain
A bolt of dark electricity shot
From this twisted, dark and stormy night
I say let the lightning strike… twice… twice

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Day 20 of National Poetry Month  –  A Villanelle Poem

Words and Image by Cicely Robin Laing © 2017

 

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Love.

Love…
Found in quiet places…

Making friends…

Lost to thoughts…
Dreaming blue skies…
Darkening…

Clouds rain…
My pain increased…
Romeo disguised…?

Death
is
Final.

Is death disguised?

Romeo…?
Increased pain…

My rain clouds darkening…

Skies blue…
Dreaming…

Thoughts to lost friends…
Making places…
Quiet in found Love…

Love.

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Day 14 of National Poetry Month – a Palindrome Poem

Words and Image by Cicely Robin Laing © 2017

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Eyes are the window to the soul
They hold a truth longer than any smile
or tear, or wrinkle, or scar

Eyes are the mirror of the self
They tell the stories you can not speak
of love, of despair, of secrets

Eyes are the portal to the heart
They hold the key to each kiss
each pain, each bond, each gift

Eyes are the passage of time
They brighten with the light of life
only to dim, to cloud, to fade away

Eyes are a gift to your inner self
They whisper the secret of you as a child
as a lover, as a fighter, as a lost traveler

Eyes are a keeper of memories
They scatter light across your dreams
invading thoughts, inventing lies, inciting cries

Eyes are windows to the world
They allow you to see out but there is no escape
only a view, only a hope, only a glimpse

Eyes are a window opened wide
through which only thoughts can travel
and then they tire and slowly close…

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Day 7 of National Poetry Month 2017

Words and image by Cicely Robin Laing © 2017

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In My Dreams by Cicely Robin Laing

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In my dreams…

I watched them play…

Up on the hill top, on a windy day…

There was no sorrow…

There was no loss…

Just a kite to fly, and a ball to toss…

Happy laughter…

The sound of running feet…

Inside this memory there was joy to meet…

The rustle of wind…

And the crack of thunder…

Spoiled my sweet feel of slumber…

Now, awake…

Beneath these layers I lay…

Wishing for the break of day…

To shed the thoughts…

And hide the tears…

Of missing you these many years…

In my dreams…

I get to play…

With you… on a hill top… far away…

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Words and image by Cicely Robin Laing © 2015

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I am closer to death than I am to birth…
and still, I don’t know who I am…
During daylight hours I pretend to be me…
but under the covers at night, doubts fill my mind…
Dreams of second guesses and forgotten successes…
mix with flights of fancy, and horrible messes…
I toss and turn, waiting for sleep to save me…
only to find my mind never forgave me…
Deep beneath the tattered tangled blankets…
I try to find me, the one I haven’t met yet…
But every event, every thought, every action…
changes me from one moment to the next…
Each a tiny death, becomes a birth, a resurrection…
Then morning comes, and I am more tired than awake…
and still, I am who I am… rediscovered…
at least for one more day…
Is there any other way?

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Words and image by Cicely Robin Laing ©2015

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I dreamed of you last night

We danced beneath the moonlit sky

Our feet intertwined

magic

smooth staccato

You Astaire

and

me sweet Audrey

Music in motion we drifted

A raft on the dark water of night time

Heartbeats our only rhythm

hip on hip

-glide-

a soft breeze

The teasing wisp of hair

gently brushed aside by your lover’s hand

Falling for the depths of your eyes

The touch of your lips

caress

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I dreamed of you last night

I dreamed

of

love

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I dreamed of you last night

my hand

in

your hand

When the sun came to shine

I awoke

warm

content

ready to dance again

I turned my head

placed my hand on your empty pillow

How much I miss you love

How much I miss

you

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I dreamed of you last night

and tonight

when I close my eyes

I will await your lover’s kiss

and when life is done with me

we will dance again

hip on hip

smooth staccato

magic

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Day 14… Image 14… Poem 14….

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National Poetry Writing Month

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Words and Image by Cicely Robin Laing ©2015

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