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Array ( [sid] => 13139 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Scared my Soul [time] => 2003-02-22 06:30:00 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Midnight stalking, so fresh and free,
upon a dream there came to thee,
Both thy eyes like moonlit glass,
fade within thy painted path,
Came an angel, pure and fine,
said "hey dreamer" "its come time",
God called on me to get you through,
my new assignment, surely you,
Both my eyes like moonlit glass,
glared and stared at thy worn path,
I looked at thee, and she at me,
supple shadows, and poius breeze,
fine as mass, she shared thy night,
I, so grim, thy looked like fright,
mighty forces, I could not look,
she beared the words, within my nook,
"time has come" she plainly said,
but, Oh' as I , thy was not dead,
"mistake", I shouted,
and scared my soul,
"Oh, lost spirit, its time thee go"
fine as mass, I took thy hand,
flew with thy angel to netherland,
if I'm dead, why do thy see,
she simply giggled "its time to be",
to netherland, I scared thy soul,
"to be" was I, so please let go!
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Scared my Soul

Contributed by Valerie_Pearson on Saturday, 22nd February 2003 @ 06:30:00 AM in AEST
Topic: goodbyepoetry

Midnight stalking, so fresh and free,
upon a dream there came to thee,
Both thy eyes like moonlit glass,
fade within thy painted path,
Came an angel, pure and fine,
said "hey dreamer" "its come time",
God called on me to get you through,
my new assignment, surely you,
Both my eyes like moonlit glass,
glared and stared at thy worn path,
I looked at thee, and she at me,
supple shadows, and poius breeze,
fine as mass, she shared thy night,
I, so grim, thy looked like fright,
mighty forces, I could not look,
she beared the words, within my nook,
"time has come" she plainly said,
but, Oh' as I , thy was not dead,
"mistake", I shouted,
and scared my soul,
"Oh, lost spirit, its time thee go"
fine as mass, I took thy hand,
flew with thy angel to netherland,
if I'm dead, why do thy see,
she simply giggled "its time to be",
to netherland, I scared thy soul,
"to be" was I, so please let go!

Copyright © Valerie_Pearson ... [ 2003-02-22 06:30:00]
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Re: Scared my Soul (User Rating: 1 )
by LOWMAN613 on Saturday, 22nd February 2003 @ 09:49:16 AM AEST
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Wow Val this was really good,The angel in Netherland! Just WOW! Great write! Christina

Re: Scared my Soul (User Rating: 1 )
by roisin on Saturday, 22nd February 2003 @ 10:29:57 AM AEST
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a lovely read...great imagery ...I do love my angels so..
ta
rosie

Re: Scared my Soul (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_Kalicharan on Saturday, 22nd February 2003 @ 11:37:29 AM AEST
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Lovely write, Val..
Jenni

Re: Scared my Soul (User Rating: 1 )
by LadyDama on Sunday, 23rd February 2003 @ 03:58:40 AM AEST
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excellent, from the rhyme to the form... beautiful style... and what an intriguing approach to this subject... as usual, a stunning poem...

Re: Scared my Soul (User Rating: 1 )
by WordPoet on Sunday, 23rd February 2003 @ 02:19:13 PM AEST
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Tere are times in life when we are forced to face reality because of the circumstances we face. It is at these times that we realize the true value things often taken for granted.
Nice write,

Re: Scared my Soul (User Rating: 1 )
by DreamWeaver on Sunday, 23rd February 2003 @ 05:45:41 PM AEST
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Beautifully written Valerie ... love this style of writing. .... Jan

Re: Scared my Soul (User Rating: 1 )
by Fwog on Monday, 24th February 2003 @ 01:50:08 AM AEST
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Hi Val,
What great style, Netherland! wonderful.
Hugz,
Fwog

Re: Scared my Soul (User Rating: 1 )
by Wrybod on Tuesday, 25th February 2003 @ 10:39:43 AM AEST
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Val, It took me three reads to "grasp" this one (Wrybod is a thick head) but suddenly i got it. and I could live the experience with you. Very well written and a gripping message.
I was "away" for several days after a crash but can't recall any surreal experiences. A split second before the impact the brain shut the whole system down "the screen just went blank"

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