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Lady of The Dunes

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Twas a chill spring night
The moon was low
I saw her walking along the dunes
Oh, how the waves pounded
The beach that night
the ocean angry at the world of light
She was alone, not frightened of being swept away
Thunder rumbled
Wind howled
She was a shimmer of white
In the tempest night
I wanted to hear her fabled moan
But the force of nature
Was to fierce for my mortal soul
But I’ve heard it said
By moon and star
In rain or fog
She walks along the dunes
They don’t say why
Only that she cries
Heard best on bitter cold nights
I plan to comeback to this forgotten shore
And hear a bit more of her story
I believe tis a love she lost
While walking in the storm.

B.J.H. 1-18-05/June 2013
Inspired by Assateague Island and The Legend of Molly Of The Dunes by Ed Ocknowitz

Enchanted

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Brown eyes mesmerize
Green eyes flutter
Hearts skip a beat
Then pound like thunder
Head tilts forward
Hair brushes her face
Kissing ensues
At a frantic pace
Passion builds
Like an ocean wave
A sigh of release
Leads to a sleepy gaze
His arms are strong
He holds her tight
They embrace the spell
Of this enchanted night

B.J.H.
Ocean City May 2011

Alone in Stardust

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::Alone In Stardust::

~~

I danced tonight in stardust
I fell into the orbit of life
Alone with the stars in the heavens
I found out that I could fly
No more am I grounded and desolate
No more do I fear the night
I danced alone in stardust
Alone in a peaceful cobalt sky

~~
©08.22.04
Bonnie Jean Higgins/All Rights Reserved

Moth told me about his dream, I wove it into a poem.

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~~ Whispers ~~

A whisper caresses sleeping eyes
A shadow moves away from the bed
Stirring so softly in a bed of white linen
The sleeper raises his head
His drowsy gaze lands on the hooded figure
Standing at his bedchamber door
By instinct he pulls out his dagger intent on slitting the intruder’s throat
The invader steps back, but alas it is to late
He has caught it before it could take flight
With weapon in hand he peers into the depths
of the thin midnight blue frock
He pulls back the hood with the tip of his blade
And stops as he sees a girls face
Before him stands a wide eyed damsel
With an innocent smile on her lips
Green eyes dancing red hair burning
And under her cloak she wears not a stitch
She takes a step forward and gazes into his eyes
And whispers a kiss on his lips
He reaches to take her, but she is much quicker
She is gone leaving nothing but her scent
As he looks around dazed
A voice drifts his way telling him she will return
Some distant night she will take flight
And bring him up to her home
Her tower in dreamland
Her home of enchantment
She promises forever that she will be his
But until that time all he will find
Are whispers on his sleepy lips

Bonnie Jean Higgins

©08.06.04

Hush My Love

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:: Hush My Love::

Hush my love and listen
Do you hear it?
Do you hear my voice calling out in the night?

Be still my love and feel
Do you feel it?
My hand brushing your face as you fall into dreams

Hush my love and listen
Do you hear me?
Your name upon my lips as I fall into dreams

Be still my love and feel
Feel me as I lay with you in sleep

In dreams I am your shadow
I visit you every night

In dreams I try to protect you
From the things you cannot fight

Hush my love and listen
To the song of the moon and stars

Look my love and you will see me
In the shadows of your heart

Bonnie Jean Higgins
March 10, 2013

 

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