Gate Keepers :7

And so they crawled out of the churning soup of life

Barely standing they reached forth from the slime, so began the strife.

More trouble these creatures than any that had gone before.

The gate keepers wandered why of all the creatures on  the earth, these they feared more.

At first they were gentle creatures eating berries and hurting naught

But all too soon they changed in the floodlight of evolution they were caught.

Man grew, he thrived he took from mother earth forgetting to pay her back.

The gate keepers were shocked  by their attitude and grieve to see that gratitude they lack.

So tired was mother nature  and she had hardly just begun

Her tears were flowing freely and her ice was melting  under the sun.

These humans grew in stature and this planet they heartlessly raped .

The gate keepers were speechless as they watched their mouths agape.

Gate Keepers :6

Sister, sister,  stop , what use to run ? What use to hide

Halt sister, stand by me. We must not run let’s hold this gate with pride.

I shall support you if you support me we stand together

Like stone  against all evil we will defend  this earth forever.

 

Slowly the gate keepers watched  as things began to grow

They held the  gates against all evil that tried to enter and over throw.

First came the plants  and the cells soon insects and fish crawled and swam

From the  broth of life they slowly  emerge, the humans rose to two feet and the rot began.

The Gate Keepers:5

Slowly  shrinking, the horizon falls, as the first light shows off it’s starkness.

The boiling new born sea all fresh and wide eyed watches the first  dawn’s brightness.

All seems safe and brightly lit when of a sudden the sea and sky turn grey.

Boiling rain begins to fall , and screaming at the horrors of  it’s bloody birth this world begins it’s first day.

At first, the sound , a droning  was not upon the ears a threat.

Louder it became slowly encompassing all capturing  as in a net.

Crawling, across the ground, the horrors advanced across the virgin soil

The gate keepers could only watch and despair  at the beginning of their toil.

The faint humming became a drumming louder, louder ever coming

It set the gate keepers feet to fearful running, running.

They fled, they ran , useless though, they were perused becoming sought

They fled like rats from water , faster faster …………. no use before they started they were as good as caught.

Gate Keepers :4

Reality begins  to peel away layer  by layer

The mists  of time swirl and so emerges the first player.

As the bell rings out it’s manic knell

The hordes of pain and sorrow stream out of hell.

 

 

Chilled to the bone and filled with fear.

 

The gate keepers watch the past rush in and future disappear.

 

Pinned to the  spot unable to move from where they stand.

 

They watch in horror as the unplanned ignores all ceasing commands.

 

All thought of hope abandons them as they watch all descend into mayhem.

 

 

Sparking

I am empty , running on fumes

Like a dried out lighter sparking up tombs.

I have no more to offer you, nothing more to say

You no longer care for me I feel you pushing me away.

You could not make it plainer  how little you think of me.

Nothing I say or do can help any more, you have me locked down now I am no longer free.

You are always so angry with me I cannot work out what to say or do

Everything  I say, everything I do does nothing but annoy you.

I am falling down  the ladder getting  closer to the floor

I am sure I shall be smashed and battered  soon I cannot fight no more.

The Gate Keepers:3

Eyes closed better to hear , the gatekeeper watches as the shadows grow near.

Her nerves are steady and her heartbeat silent she knows there is much to fear.

The mists of time curl cold around her well placed feet

Honest is she  but she faces the dark and the shadows full of deceit.

Her sister sword in hand  defies all with flashing eyes she makes her stand.

With  the knowledge of all  she knows, every second will run as planned.

Suddenly across the void  a lonely bell begins to toll

Layer upon layer ,  life , time and legend will unfold.

Frustration !

I am  so stressed and frustrated  with wordpress! I cannot  comment where I want to. I have numerous attempts to access my blog, like a post or even leave a comment.

I have wanted to congratulate people on  wonderful post  and have have not been able to, sometimes I cannot even click the like button!

Here is my problem as I presented it to wordpress earlier. The problem has been affecting me for days!

“I know many people are having this problem  but I keep getting \”data  not received \”  when trying to use  wordpress, write a blog  or comment  on  mine  or anyone\’s blog. I have done all I can my end , cleared , browser, cashes and cookies , check with my internet supplier  and checked my router! HELP PLEASE!! willowdot21

So please everyone be patient  and forgive me please.!

hugs to you all!

OH! Yes I want to congratulate  Helen Valentina  on the publication of her new book, The Seed. 😉

The Gate Keepers :Two

Before dawn of the universe , before the dawn of time

The gatekeepers where guarding as their minds and hearts entwine.

The whispers were there though as the shadows  began to grow

The gentle  gatekeepers  had the sight of past and future , knowledge that grieved them so.

 

The darkness it was gathering long before even the light was born.

The two who knew this best could only sit and morn.

They saw the evils and ravishes  that would beset this world

Saw it all, they did,  even before all the dice and stars were hurled.

 

 

 

 

The Gate Keepers

There they sit  by the gate,

A whole eternity  they had in front of them to wait!

The eons came and they went

Knowledge filled their heads and pleasure it came and was spent.

Time could not ravish them

The years of man  and his sins on them set , but  not blend.

They saw time ebb and flow

They saw the species of human  come and go!

Apologies and Promises!

Dear friends and followers and those I follow.

I have tried while away to answer or like as many posts as I could.

Yesterday we got home at midnight! Today has been a haze of cleaning, shopping , washing and cooking! As I mentioned last week my time on here is limited as my husband objects to me writing or being on the computer “all the bloody time” .

When I got  to sit down this afternoon I discovered hundreds of emails…………….. eek !!! I can’t manage, it has broken my heart  but needs must when the devil drives. I have just deleted all the outstanding mail. I shall dip around all your wonderful pages and see as much as I can.  I shall hopefully keep up with the mail now  and  comment and” like”  as normal.

I refuse to give up writing  I love it it has been my savior.

I know there will be arguements and harsh words  but you, your poetry and my poetry is very important to me.

Love and hugs to all willowdot21 xxxxxxxxx

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