PAUSE!!!

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Pause!
a word of definition
to freeze the thief called time
a moment of silence
the glory of absolution

Some days, a pause is everything
halting the dramatic present
the pain of cold greetings
dangling chaos of folly
numbing the words of the shrew
and the memories that rally all day

Pain is drifting
but happiness is freedom
on days were songs go mute
and thoughts lose a nut
just sit, close your eyes, and take a PAUSE!!!

Ruth Brodrick 2016

A SHADE OF THOUGHTS

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She said;

in cold and windy warmth
I lay and mute time
on the beach, on my back
counting the stars
naming them after destiny
the ideology of peace prevails
as the water and sand mate
beneath the locks of my skin
to birth the soul with moist
sprouting the growth of a new mind
relieving the fever that burns within
the solace I seek is in stages
to heal, then to love

I said;

the solace we seek is within
to love ourselves till we heal
acknowledging our emotions
amending the vanity of shielded paths.
For me, life is a constant war
that we will always win
what matters is the timing…

©2016. Ruth Brodrick

A SOMBER CALL

Solitude

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Never so far,
not so close.
The bonds of peace growing,
blooming in even gravity
to slim the fatted ego
of sadness,
and crack the emotions that lay stern.

The frank acceptance
of Ole pages,
stays within checkmating the tiff.
Weakness lied,
it spoke the words that didn’t exist,
and coated the red scar that healed,
blinded by selfish anticipations
and a solitude of amplified gore.

The cloud never released a tear
to support the complains
wrapped in the vexed truth,
or to war the angered lovebirds
and tear apart the lasted pain.
Goodbye; the word that could not be spelt,
yet the soul denied the fuss
and bathed itself with music.
Of all the love given;
this remains the old story…

©2016. Ruth Brodrick