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THAT WISE BIRD

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A hollow in my heart.

Dungeon borders my soul,

Heavily guarded by an army of woes.

Dejection tramples on my spirit,

Kindred connections disbarred.

There is murkiness in the distance,

The road marred with desolation.

Oh this deafening silence!

Pungent taste of reality;

A realm I now dwell in.

Compression infests my movement,

But I persevere.

Stare without blinking,

Yawn without sleeping…

This pain is heavy.

Yet the notion to proceed persists within.

Song of the Sparrow,

In the touching distance.

Whistle of serenity; a sound of hope.

In an instant, my despondency effaced,

Like a mid evening fog.

I exhaled, with such precision.

The soldiers retreated and left for home,

Just as I was going home…

Never will I look back.

Should the pathway behind crumble,

Like an ill-fated stack of dominoes,

I will not see.

With the winds of change blowing at my side,

A singing Sparrow to symbolically guide.

Forward motion is now my stride…

(c) Monica St Hillaire, 2021.

MASQUERADE BALL…

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Foolish as it may seem,
I am in love with a memory.
That reeked of a charade,
Hide and seek,
The kind children play.
You left like a summer's end,
Dredging all my warmth.
My hands remained clenched,
For you were gone.
Evanescent clouds before my eyes,
My faith as big as Gibraltar,
Now a sunken pebble.
I await the pale moonlight,
To eagerly catch some hope.
Inside is just too empty...
The hollow sound is boisterous.
As I stare into your eyes,
I anticipated my reflection.
But you turned toward the meadow,
So I could not see.
Even a broken mirror,
Would have made me happy.
As I muster courage to move on,
Walk these dim lit streets,
I sometimes turn back.
Bent on seeing your face.
Convinced that I,
Made no mistake in,
Unconditionally loving you.
And foolish as it may seem,
I still do...

(c) Monica St Hillaire, 2020. 

AS FREE AS A BIRD…

Upon this river bank,
I'll leave my troubles here.
The journey is anew,
It weighs too much to bear.
Middle of the ocean,
Is where I'd follow you.
No fright consumes my mind,
My faith equipped for two.
These stars aligned for us,
Please take me there with you.
Hope surrounds my aura,
My peace is tried and true.
Keep this here, river bank,
The weight too much to bear.
True love will now suffice,
There is no room for fear.

(c) Monica St Hillaire.

DEEP INSIDE

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This heart,
Holds no record of wrongs.
Hatred can never thrive here.
This heart,
Beats a silent tune,
Of trust, hope and love.
Tomorrow will always be anew.
The horizon I can see.
So much joy dwells in here...
My heart now beats for you,
Bad moments I'll take...
For good times i await...
However the tide turns,
We'll be in synchronized harmony.
Just because my love,
This is what's inside of me...


(c) Monica St Hillaire , 2019

REBORN

POETRY

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You love me no more,
But the flowers smell the same.
I hungered for that love;
My soul wondered in the Ocean.
I hastily grasped for life.
The message in a bottle appeared;
Said I was my worst enemy.
Is this perilous end my destiny?
Sensations now surround my heart,
Ring round magnetic poles;
My aurora beamed so bright!
Control I redeemed,
The road ahead was clear.
I breathe fresh air,
At last I am free;
A new me...

(c) Monica St Hillaire , 2019