Hell bent

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 The stars are messaging
 Our signs aren’t aligned    
 And love isn’t ordained
 Have not they noticed,  
 My rebellious streaks?
 Albeit stars are bright
 But they haven’t a clue  
 What love really is or
 What love...really can do  
 
 
 Poet of the Light © 2020

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Ascribe Where flight became stalled Because fear stood its ground There- is where I- was reborn Where I relearned my reality As broken fragments of a self Where I’ve seen the unveilings Of time, truth, and Holy love Where angels cried and wept For my salvation and healing And I- wept along with them Where fire seared my mission Forged into my soul as passion A combatant for the wounded Of humanities silenced…truths Poet of the Light © 2023 I write meaningful (to me) poetry from my heart and share it here. I tend to approach everyone as a friend until they demonstrate something different. I enjoy having creative exchanges with others, like-minded artists, or writers. Thank you for reading, commenting and your visit. I appreciate all the feedback (good or bad) you care to offer. Feel free to reach out by email for private exchanges if you wish.

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    1. Hmmm wait. I reread the extension terms here. No charge for using sign language, so being part Native American I hope you can read smoke signals. If I don’t burn the house down again. 911 is so confusing to perform with smoke signals. lol

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      1. I know 😊 what a way to make money 💰 and I have been slammed too..🤣🤣 but this has definitely made me smile…thanks light for making me laugh🤗..and yes many times as customers where coming in I was giggling…🙈🙊🤣🤣 out loud…😂😜

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