Monthly Archives: June 2015

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Perfect Moment

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I am waiting for the perfect moment
to make my move and call.
I am waiting for my calendar to clear
to be able to sit for awhile.

I am waiting until I know
that we won’t be interrupted,
I don’t want my message to be
misinterpreted or corrupted.

As I wait for the perfect moment
I know the years are passing
but my courage is also growing,
expanding and amassing.

And now here I lie
on my deathbed ready to expire…
I never found the perfect moment
to which I had aspired.

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Camelot

I am blindfolded on a plank.
My hands crisscrossed. A sword in each.
The sky drizzles sorrow around me.

I need to take my blindfold off.
I must break free from this bondage.
A knight in full armour arrives.
Together we escape.

We drink from the cup of life.
My life is blessed. As I move down
the path of life, I walk alongside
my knight. We protect each other.

A chariot rolls by. We nod and smile.
A white rose is tossed from the driver
and lands at my feet.

As I bend to pick up the flower
a wizard appears holding a jewelled
chalice in his hands. Stars burst
from the cup. Dragons flame forth.
Crows and fairies fly forward, upward
to the clouds. I stand in awe and
bow to the truth.

A rider on a beautiful white horse
approaches with an offering. My knight
allows him to pass and I accept the
offering. Streams of water flow from
an emerald cup.

My bonds have been broken. I am
protected by all who have come before
me, and all who are to follow.