Category: Rhyme
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Shadow’s Dance
Watch the shadows bob and weaveAs the candles’ flames sigh and breatheGlowing bright,Fading low,Suddenly, the flames, they grow…The flames: They dip, and drip, and bow, and stretchCasting shadows in all directionsThe shadows move as though connectedMoulding around the light projectedFrom the candles that are very still…The flame’s alive.And mesmerised,The shadowsDanceUpon its will.
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Not Only a Christmas Angel
Remember, your Angels are with you all of the time, not only at Christmas. They are waiting to – and willing to – help at any time, but you must ask for their assistance if you need it. They won’t interfere unless they deem it absolutely essential, and even then you need to be aware…
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Baubles and Twinkles and Razzamatazz
Joy to the World!And all that jazz.With baubles and twinklesAnd razzamatazz With frosted panesAnd chestnuts roastingChildren laughingAnd adults toasting. Gifts exchangedAnd memories ponderedPushing warmth and merrimentForever onward. A big wish of mineWith hopes that aren’t small,Let there be Peace on EarthAnd Goodwill to All…
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Lone Wolf
In almost total white-out, the opposite of nightImages can still emerge through this eerie light Over in the distance… is that what I can see?A wolf crossing the snow-covered field – or does the snow tease me? And over by the fence there… is that someone’s shoe?Actually, unless my eyes play tricks, I think there…
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Caught in the act
Ancient laughter echoesThrough the mists of timeAs the crypt is openedWhen midnight starts to chime The heavy door creaks openFreeing spiders, bugs, and moreAs suddenly a handReaches out across the floor The bony arm that followsBandaged loosely becomes freeBut it’s the groan from within the cryptThat causes them to flee Chancer, thief and vagabondThought riches…
The Mansionic Perspective 