Heartfelt Feelings

Memories - Vidan Art Beland

Warmth and emptiness
spread through her body,
as her fingers and toes
filled with numbness and feelings.

She felt as though
she would break apart,
into millions of pieces
and disappear into oblivion.

As his soft blue eyes
gazed into her green eyes,
she knew at that instance
he could read her mind.

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Cold Winds of Nature

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A cold easterly wind
blew along the coastline,
as a cruel wind lashed
against the shoreline.

Jagged breaths of cold air
pounded away, at her lungs,
as the cold winter’s air
burned her skin raw.

She pulled up her collar
hiding her face, in her coat
hoping to ward off cold winds
and the nail biting; cold effect.

A New Day

Day's End by Edlittle

The dawning of a new day
as daylight flickers on the wall,
eyes closed in deep sleep
as you murmur in your sleep.

The birds chirping outside
telling you its time to rise,
as the sun bursts forth
the room filled with light.

In the faithful flow of light
a feeling, a presence exists,
I sense you at my side
once and always.

Rules

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As Charmaine grew
doing as she pleased,
calm in the belief
that’s as it should be.

She did not comprehend
how others could decide,
how it was proper
for her to behave.

She lived in her world
behind her shadowed face,
for no one had ever
entered, her secret world.

No amount of force
could part those doors,
her hound-dog eyes
a testimony to her thoughts.

Left without trace…

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I remember your blonde hair
tied back with coloured beads,
when you walked out on me
that hot summer’s day.

I always expected
you would return,
for I was waiting
with arms open wide.

I searched for you
high and low,
you just vanished
leaving no trace.

As the years passed by
and you did not return,
I knew in my heart
I would live alone.

My focus in life
had all but gone,
the day you walked out
without saying good-bye.

Young Love

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He could control his image
but not the tone of his voice,
his eyebrows pale brown
matching the autumn skies.

She looked happy the other day
but I believe that be an act,
for when she’s alone
it be, a different story.

She hides her feelings
but I know she loves me,
why won’t she admit it,
so we can be as one.

Past Memories

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From day to day we never know
what the tide may bring in,
a reminder of a past life
hidden by the oceans of time.

A rotting piece of driftwood
a reminder from a battle afar,
bobbing up and down in the surf
shining from afar.

Wreckage of history, love and war
pieces of stone and shell,
echoes of words worn away
some silenced long ago.

We wonder what life holds in store
so come with me, and let us search
for history upon the shore
lest, we forget our past.