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Spirits in the Night

Published October 30, 2013 by Kathleen's Writings & Art

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There’s a story on the island

of spirits in the night,

a special place where they go to dance

on the sand in the midnight moonlight.

You can hear them singing

and laughing

as they hide in the fog,

they play hide-n-seek and

ride the surf’s roll.

You won’t see their faces—

but they see your soul,

they watch you and hear you

as the island winds blow.

Their seaweed hair wet,

limbs swaying in the mist,

the moonlight gone,

as the sand turns cold,

they return each night,

it’s their favorite place,

well—that’s what I’m told.

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No Words

Published October 29, 2013 by Kathleen's Writings & Art

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He doesn’t notice me anymore;
My hair could be colored blonde or black,
He says no words;
My hair could be long one day and short the next,
He says no words;
I could be wearing a lot of make-up or none at all,
A fancy outfit appropriate for a ball,
Or my pj’s for two days,
There is no word.
I could paint the Pristine Chapel, and get a “nice”,
Write a poem about love and life,
I could bake him his favorite apple pie,
Clean the house as if to entertain Christ,
He says no words;
He doesn’t notice me anymore!

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