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TRUST JESUS TODAY
This poem is number two in The Winter Fairies series. It is my favorite one of the set. The poem represents my appreciation for my family that saw me through my darkest time.
A book of poems that tell a story. The story is about a war. A battle between wills and power struggles of any type. In this poem series fairies fight for for the sake of sanity. Making life livable even after human traumas. It is the will to survive when chaos seems to be in control. Escapism is the only way for survival of the life in a spirit.
The Fairies bring joy, wonder and a grasping of imagination in order to smile and appreciate innocence in a world of bleakness.
"Awe," the radiance; so bright.
Then, follow it, with all might.
The road course shall lead by day
Rocks, turns, stickers and curves
My prejudiced thoughts;
Lofty visions of you.
Fiery images deflect a golden hue.
Imagined you, bronzed, dazzling, and vein.
We danced; then came the rain.
Caught too long there.
Idol thoughts; so dear.
Washed away; with my tear.
My arms bound, and mouth sealed.
Woven. Hey! What's the deal?
OH, My God! I've Been Caught!
The coven's web intently taut!
The feast I am. His delight.
Oh, fairy friend! By the firelight!
Here I am!
Now the spiders home virtually unseen,
Vaguely tucks into that corner beam.
But, see the dim light, growing so bright?
A fairy severs the silk, so tight.
And, falling from the web of fright.
Still arms tangled by silk threads
Pushing out bracing the fall
The spider and the fairy brawl
Wham, Bam, to and fro, from the deathly fight they bow
Looking, whom's, my fairy friend? Noticing it must be Joe.
Underneath the spider
Joe waves thumbs up, You're alright!
Now run like hell! To the light!
Run away little bait!
For, the fate of the firefly might be too late...
By Bonnie Jennings 1/12/2010
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