Reflecting Decay

Glass petals faded up high Glistening rays of violet gone Turned a grunge sun Memory of you wanes World as you knew Begins to rot Till the universe spins Moonbeams strike A glimpse of bygone Beauty caught ©2013jill Jillterry.com

Marked for Life

It was the sort of happening That marks your life Shifts Twists Skews Destroys Leaving the world And all you thought you knew Completely unrecognizable Nothing can ever be the same No amount of therapeutic soul healing Will ever put you back the way you were And you realize With that single happening Your life

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Crown of Age

With old patterns faltering In the wake of time Serving him less and less Desperation creeps Then slowly sets in Searching for something Real to cling to In a world of illusion And cheap parlor tricks Of which he created And has always dwelled Better to be An imaginary somebody Than a real nobody His

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Invocation

May the Morrigan remind me always, to be mindful of that which I wish for, on every single turn of the wheel ~ ©jillie 2013 Jillterry.com