Death By Chocolate

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It is warm and soothing as it covers me whole,

it is erasing my mind and stealing my soul.

I am happily drowning enjoying my fate

this is better than sex it can all of my yearnings sate.

It is finding every crack and crevice and entrance to me.

Filling me up , seeping in, tightening, sealing  me so I am no longer free.

 

They had warned me, they had told me to take care

yet I just ignored them and so I am here drowning here laid bare.

Little did I know when that menu I read

and chose Death by Chocolate it meant what it said!

REJOICE REJOICE

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Mary and her friends arrived early on the Sunday morning

The sun was up, the sky was clear and the birds were announcing the dawning.

At the entrance to the tomb sat a young man dressed in white

He was fair of face and had a manner so bright.

Raising his hand to the women he said  “Sisters you are too late

He is gone, he is risen he has gone  to his father in the high estate.”

Mary was upset where was her son she needed his body there were rights to be done.

 

The tomb was empty only a shroud left behind

No hint of  his whereabouts could they find.

Rejoice said the angel rejoice and  pleased

He is now with his father from all his worldly pains relieved.

Mary and her friends then all began to smile

Jesus had risen proving the truth they had known all the while.

 

Rejoice Rejoice he has risen above rejoice, rejoice we have been saved by his love.

 

HAPPY EASTER

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I want to wish my entire wordpress family and everyone who visits my blog a very Happy and Blessed Easter.

No matter your nationality or religion we are one underneath. So May your God bless you all.

With love willow xxxxx 

The Hunt

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Round and exquisitely drafted.

Soft and smooth in milk chocolate crafted.

All must be eaten nothing left to chance.

The hunt always  can lead us a merry dance.

A Happy Easter to everyone

 

 

 

 

Written for this weekend’s Trifecta Writing Challenge.

Exactly 33 words including an idiom within.

Click the link for full instructions and to contribute.

Can you see the view

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Can you see the view from here.

Beautiful but not permanent I fear.

Green leaves,clear waters and animals in the trees

leave it as it is, keep it safe please.

Stop the rape, stop the pillage, stop the industrial clearance.

We need this green to make oxygen for us to breath.

We need to fight in earths defense.

Listen to me I am shouting timely warnings to the deaf.

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Is this really what you want to see

I don’t know about you but it is not for me.

The jungle and rain forest cut down  and burned

So many chances wasted and lessens unlearned

Well I really don’t know how you feel

But this dark vision of the future could be real .

I really do not want to loose Mother Earth.

But we will and soon  if we don’t realize what she is worth.

Can you see the view from here.

Beautiful but not permanent I fear.

Green leaves,clear waters and animals in the trees

leave it as it is, keep it safe please.

Sofia

Today I have posted part of the book I would like to write, there is a larger section on it’s own page Sofia : How it all began. It is about a fallen angel . Her struggle to get back to heaven, it is not religious  it just passes through that era. 

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The sky had gone expectantly black and there was thunder and lightening ! The woman and the child stood at the foot of the young man’s cross the child shaking with fear the woman talking beseeching as if there was someone else there. One of the Roman soldiers spat and said to no one in particular ” Who is she, she has dragged that child here, two steps behind this ‘King of the Jews ‘  since he left Pilots house.

Sofia was unaware of the weather and her surroundings she was there to support the man, the boy , the babe she had followed every step of his life. Except for his mother she was , of his followers the closest to him ….. and yet so far. The pain that had wrecked her body since that day in the market she now was sharing with the man.

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She kept reaching out to touch just his foot but each time she did Gabriel or one of his brothers stepped forward to stab at her hand. She was bleeding from both hands and her shoulder where the angry angels had struck her. She spoke softly to the man asking for his forgiveness and offering to take on all his pain. The man had looked like  he had weakened once or twice but each time he went to speak to her Gabriel would lash out at her causing more blood to flow.

Suddenly as if awakening from a dream she knelt down to comfort the child. “Don’t worry Nadia , remember he has taught us all, that he is going to his father’s house and we too shall join him there.” The child looked into Sofia’s eyes and asked “why are you in so much pain? I don’t understand I am frightened!” Sobbing Nadia buried her head in Sofia’s cloak “why does he not listen to you, why do the others hurt you” Who” asked   Sofia shocked “what others” Wiping her eyes Nadia shouted angrily. “Those men in white with swords of fire and white wings and faces of stone when they look at you”  “It is a long story I shall tell you all” replied Sofia but not here.

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It was mid afternoon in reality but the air was still, all around it was  as black as night up on the hill at  Calgary.  Sofia and Nadia still held their vigil the child crying for the man she had come to love who she and Sofia had shadowed faithfully over the last two years since her mother had died and she had found Sofia. Sofia though, her body shuddering in pain, was  crying for the world.

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A group of women approached them, among them Mary the man’s mother and Mary Magdeline a well known whore who had given up all her hard earned wealth and her work to follow this  man. He had had that effect on lots of people and not only women, just look at his closest friends, twelve  of them known as the Apostles.  All fishermen from Galilee they had just up and left all to follow the young man.

As the group arrived they embraced Sofia and Nadia.  Mary thanked them for staying with her son. “He is still suffering ” said Sofia . As she spoke, Mary ( the mother) looked at Sofia she felt a strange feeling of recollection just out of reach. Then as Sofia bent forward to kiss her on the cheek recollections flooded into her head. “Sofia” she cried “it’s you, where have you been” Taking her hand Sofia replied ” I have been either at your side or one step behind you, I never left , you just did not see me.

Sofia told them that she must take the child away to rest , Mary held on to her hand  “please do not leave me again Sofia I need you” Sofia saw Gabriel over Mary’s shoulder his look was like stone but Sofia took her gaze from him and looking into Mary’s face she promised she would stay and  this time and she meant it!

Leading Nadia away Sofia made her way down the hill, as she passed the lead Centurion she whispered in his ear “Give the order to stab the “King of the Jews in the side”.  As they climbed down to the road Sofia heard the voice of the centurion barking out the order.

Relieved she held the child closer to her and whispered “He will join his father and his pain will all be gone”

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Gethsemane

This is a poem I wrote last Easter, I just wanted to give it a rework and then post it anew. 

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Help me father I need you. I am left here alone frightened and so far from home.

Peace be with you, peace be with me. Help me father can you not set me free.

I am alone here in Gethsemane this beautiful garden where I have often rested.

They are coming for me soon father and I shall be arrested.

What can I say father what must I do I am so frightened and scared please may I have a word from you.

Can you not take this bitter cup away from me.

I do not want to be whipped and crucified, I do not want to be questioned and disbelieved.

OH! Father I am scared help me pleased or would that make you too aggrieved.

OH! Father they will drag me through the streets they will laugh at me, my disciples  will all deny me.

Father are you there have you denied me , speak father I do not hear you, give me sign you are there father, let me see.

I am so tired father I have done all you have asked of me.

I sat and broke bread with them and told them the message that they have to spread.

They will have to do it now in my name as I will be dead.

I hear them coming any second  Judas will give me a kiss

OH! Please father let me give it all a miss.

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Oh! okay I finally understand

the holy dove is here to hold my hand .

I shall do my part I shall do my best.

I shall full fill every part of your request.

Thy will be done, thy will be mine.

I shall do my best father I shall shine.

Just stay with me father stay with me please

I am so scared I am weak at the knees

…OH! no here comes Peter he will try to stand up for me

I do not want him mixed up in this bit with me.

Okay I am ready I think I can stand

thank you father for sending the dove to be at my right hand.

You are looking for Jesus of Nazareth ………….. I am he.

The Nightmare

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Step back from edge darling hearken to me.

Step back from the edge darling if you want to be free.

No believe me I tell you the truth, I will not lie.

You have no wings darling  if you jump now, you will not fly.

 

Take my hand darling step back here to me.

Give me your trust and I shall help you to see

Things are never as black as the seem

nor are they ever quite as straight forward as they seem.

 

I have always cared for you, your needs I have always put first.

I have always loved you, always watched over you, often suffering pain as my heart burst.

Step back from the edge darling please give me your hand.

I know this is a dream my darling built only on sand.

 

I need to save you from your own dark self so listen to me now and move away from the shelf.

Give  me your hand darling I alone can set you free.

I am your mother so listen to me.

 

Step back from edge darling hearken to me.

Step back from the edge darling if you want to be free.

No believe me I tell you the truth, I will not lie.

You have no wings darling  if you jump now you will not fly.

Cup of Coffee

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I saw a prompt on on Eric Alagan’s  page I was too late to answer but I still fancied a go so here is A Cup of Coffee in 55 words. Than k you to Eric for the idea

 

I love a cup of coffee especially if its frothy.

No need for cinnamon or  toffee as long as its hot and frothy.

So much you can put right whether it be straight black or milky white.

It can make everything bright after a long and  heavy night!

Oh! I need a  coffee hot and  frothy.

THE LAST OF THE STAND

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I am floating high above the plain , my body suddenly light and free from pain.

I see the torn flesh and sinew, white bone hanging out of gaping holes I can’t believe it’s true.

I see the filthy hounds of hell fighting over my body they rip me limb from limb.

Unbelieving I watch what they are doing to my corpse..it is sickening.

My eyes are drawn towards the ridge a wondrous sight I see.

Hoards of smoking Dragons led by Lady Pen and Fyrespike  advancing to rescue me.

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What a wonderful sight to behold, a sky of Dragons all breathing fire making the night burn  gold.

Lady Pen and her Dragons…… and, what warriors akin to me? ..these men who deserted me

they had seen the hounds of hell and they like cowardly bastards turned to flee!

Oh! Lady Pen I thank you with all the love in my soul.

Drive these filthy hell hounds from my lands and full fill my goal!

Save my body Pen, save me from hell’s foul Gate . Get these foul and filthy dogs off of my corpse before they seal my fate.

Tears fall from my eyes as I watch the men return, I need to forgive them or my soul in hell will burn.

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As I wonder how to forgive these men who left me to my death. I feel a loving hand touch me then I see a face, that took what was left of my breath.

My Mother , the one who bore me and then died. My beautiful mother over who my father cried.

She told me I must forgive them or I would loose my soul and the dogs would have my body .

Warmth and love began to fill me and started I  to feel at peace I agreed I should forgive my kin and immediately all my panic and anger ceased.

So serenely with my mother I watched the battle rage. The Dragons lead by Lady Pen and Fyrespike the Gallant Dragon Lord

flew bravely into battle with fire and claws of steel, they with the help of my kin  brought down the hell hound horde.

For days and nights the battle raged the skies were black with smoke at times it looked like the humans would fall, for they could not breath through all the smoke.

Finally the hounds lay dead and scattered all around and so the humans gathered them up and threw them into a lime pit underground.

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With Fyrespike’s blessing Lady Pen brought the baby dragons in, to search for every part of my body , she bade them lovingly to gather me in.

Find every part, lock of hair , each eye and lash and lips the scraps of cloth and the sturdy sword, the belt that hung around my hips.

The Dragons and their young found every part of me , I with my mother waited and watched and prayed I’d soon be free.

So now at last the deed is done the fight is at an end. My kin can restart their lives and I can be set free, thanks to Lady Pen.

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So now the tale is ended and I can at last take my rest in Heaven with soul intact.

To be reunited with my parents as was our holy pact.

As to Lady Pen my dearest friend she really did me proud she and her beloved Dragons

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found me a fine ship and with my mortal remains they set a funeral pyre

and set me sailing into the sun as the cleansing flames grew higher.

NOT AN END BUT A BEGINNING.