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THE LOST SONG

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The Lost Song

The language of unsaying

captivates the soul—

secret codes and phrases

bound in nature’s scroll.

 

Convoluted messages

elude the human mind.

Beginningless—it ends,

lost to all mankind.

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© Angela Trumble 2012 A Literary Artist’s Music

REVERIE

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Reverie

Windows dipped in abstract quills—

vignette views of coastal hills.

 

A pantomime beneath a chuddar,

fan-shaped hands— a blurry flutter.

 

Heavy thoughts on pillows suede,

reflect in eyes of precious jade.

 

Questions heard but seldom spoke,

afraid of feelings they evoke.

 

Are we not, but children free—

gifts of love from just one tree?

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© Angela Trumble 2012 A Literary Artist’s Music

A CHRISTMAS STAR

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Atop the showy bracts,

flowers of the universe

sit glistening in their crown

like diamonds of the soul.

 

Twisted scarlet foliage tapering

into a celestial body of stellar light,

twinkles brilliantly beneath

the countless jewels.

 

A venomous milky substance travels

through the branching framework of the galaxy,

nourishing the heavenly body of a miracle.

 

Carefully cloaked in a cosmos of colour,

the flower of the “Holy Spirit”

will shine but once a year.

 

© Angela Trumble 2011 A Literary Artist’s Music All Rights Reserved

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GRAINS OF SORROW

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If I had to write a message-

a note within the sand,

to apologize in the future,

for all who raped this land.

 

I would search to find an Ocean

and scrape back all the years,

of human waste and progress

beneath a stream of tears.

 

I would start with “Please Forgive Me”,

I thought I was in need.

Yet all of these possessions,

were simply out of Greed.

 

I never meant to hurt you;

my thoughts of things and fun,

were simply more exciting

than the beauty of our sun.

 

The forest broken and battered,

with decomposing limbs.

A holocaust of nature –

the future’s brightness dims.

 

The land now dry and stark,

lay withered like a corpse.

Stripped of all its beauty,

the light now turns to dark.

 

How can I say “I’m Sorry”,

for killing life within ?

The innocence of nature,

was taken once again.

 

© Angela Trumble 2011 A Literary Artist’s Music All Rights Reserved

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