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Her name is unknown… followed by crows

Posted in 2012, Enter the Abyss, Storms in the Dreamscape with tags , , , , , , on May 6, 2012 by Bonniestormcloud

:: Followed By Crows::

There are mornings when the Sun is not welcome

When the day should not come

When I do not want to greet Dawn

This morning came like a criminal

The big yellow eye

Broke through his window

Fought the skeletons

And caressed my hand

The feeling cold and numb

When the Sun steels my Moon

I know I must go

My time in his bed

In this peace

Are at an end

And minutes will turn to hours turn to days

Until again

I hear his heartbeat in my ear

The whisper of his breath on the crown of my head

This was my home

Outside it is cold

Hearing omens brought by crows

As I head south

Far away from home

Bonnie Jean Higgins

March 2012

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Fools have enchanted me for years even if their names escape me

Posted in 2005, Beware the Stormy Poet, Devious Green Eyes, Fallen Angel, Fortress Of Stone, Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , on March 4, 2012 by Bonniestormcloud

:: Fools Regret ::

I laugh at you the fool

You could have had it all

The princess in the tower

For you would gladly fall

Alas, you have missed your chance

She courts the prince of night

Her heart could have been yours forever

While she was living in the light

She has turned back to the darkness

while you dream at what could have been

She sleeps with Death her lover

Once again Darkness wins.

04-10-2005

Bonnie Jean Higgins\

The Fallen angel smiled brightly and laughed when she wrote this. I don’t even recall the fool it was about

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Feathered Mask

Posted in 2003, Fortress Of Stone, Interferon Days, Masks and Illusions, Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on March 4, 2012 by Bonniestormcloud

:: Feathered Mask ::

she is but a dream to his loving heart

Her reality hiding in the dark

Her illusions she spreads like a feathered mask

To cover her soul so none can pass

Pictures she sells you

When you ask of her life

A painting to show you

That everything is alright

Rainbows she creates

When you ask of her heart

Smoky visions from her romantic art

Rainbows, visions, illusions and masks

Smoke and mirrors at every pass

She is but a dream to his loving heart

Her love is hiding in the dark

Her illusions spread a feathered mask

To cover her soul so none can pass

03-15-2003

Bonnie Jean Higgins

 

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Mirror Muse

Posted in 2003, Interferon Days, Masks and Illusions, Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , on March 4, 2012 by Bonniestormcloud

::Mirror Muse::

I am nothing but a mirror

Of your hopes and dreams

A silver backed window

To the door of your mind

I can change to become

Your object of desire

A chameleon of colors

Of emotional hues

I can pluck a string

And become your muse

And happy you are with your mirror of hope

Not knowing what lies

Behind the glass you behold

02-22-2003

Bonnie Jean Higgins

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prozac dtox and prednisone inspire gloomy writing

Posted in 2012, Double-Sided Disorder, Enter the Abyss, Poetry, Starscape in the Dreamscape with tags , , , , , , , , , , on February 9, 2012 by Bonniestormcloud

:: Star Light, Star Bright ::

What do you do

When stars fail you

Wishes

Dreams

The magick of the indigo sky

Gone

A memory

Teardrop memory

When I lost my faith in star wishes

I had already lost my faith in words.

02-07-12

written some ungodly time in the morning before the sun rises

B.J.H.

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