She hath wings
Learning to soar above life's storms
Category: poetry
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A regretful argument;All swords drawn-Scars busted open;Bitterness born-Children pleading,” Make it stop!”-Words unspoken;Morale- dropPleasant wordsNow put to bed;Habit now toHurt instead-Reflection needed;Time alone-Years to processOn my own.Hellish nights,I can’t see through;Then I recall,He is the glue-Time in the WordSo swiftly spoken-Counteracts liesThat left me broken-Rising up,I cross the room;Trusting thatHe’ll weave His loom;Not my story,Lest…
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Sitting here gazing at turquoise and blue;Gentle, rolling waves creep to shore;Layers of frothy-white meet the sand-Distant boats trace the horizon.My vantage point is limited to view of water;Metal rail a reminder of separation;Yet I, for a moment, can witness the fun-Youths kicking water and frolicking like seals.My busy day not ended, and yet,This picture…
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Weeks of waiting, pleading forA water soaking time outdoors-Bunch of Balloons filled with ease;Toddler drops them from the knees.Confetti of broken balloons strewn about;Smiles we cannot do without-Squeals of delight as buckets drench backs;Feet slomp slomp and balloons go “splat”.Hoses soak and sprinklers cool;Children splash water from wading pool-An hour or more passes, it’s time…
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Sitting here Staring at Lake King, Grateful for the breeze Tickling my face And the red flag flapping The whir of the engine Laughing, playing, children The bee that didn’t sting me And the seals that frolicked. Time to relax; Away from children clamouring Remembering my childhood And my love of the water Snapping pictures…
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Pain turned to missing- And missing turned to hope; Forgiveness flowed with stories shared Of memories long ago. The door no longer bolted; A window now stays open; Melodies fill the soul- As Winter melts away. Smiles and hearts aglow; Never looking back; Connection at the core- Pretence not invited. Hope unfolds its petals; Perfume…
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Old Lang Syne – a distant refrain,Streamers tossed and glasses clinked-Happy New Year hugs again;Cosy journey home. New Years’ resolutions madeHeartfelt messages sent at TwelveHugs and milos, love and laughterDays till I’d be home. Mum and Dad stay put and young ‘unsRace down to the beach-Distant New Year Fireworks crackle,Ten minutes from home. Backyard New…
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Your hand on my back woke my senses, Your openness unlocked mine- Your kindness made my heart beat again… For a chapter in time. © M. Patterson 2025
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Butterfly remembers the flowers of homeFlits among shades and familiar scentsPauses to drink the loveliness inA strong gust blows it awayDays of confusion, searching- hopingPeril and a broken wing-Crawling back to comfort once moreThe night turns into dawn ©️ M. Patterson 30.11.25
She hath wings 