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From the tear drops of angels. These writings come. These are the tears with-in the tranquilized warmth of our children. From the graceful willows spoken through the eyes of a dream-teller. Soft words dancing naked upon the wedge of feathers, for the people of the world. For with-in the corridors of whispering tears. The children sing to the soft morning mist. For the tenderness of love and happiness. So allow the shadowed moon flowers of our children to eclipse he wings of life around you. Yes these writings are of our children. The most wonderful reflection we will ever know. Illuminating the twinkling of precious memories. So thank the lord of evening prayers, for the gift of a child, is here.

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Publié par	Andrews UK
Date de parution	15 novembre 2012
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781782344414
Langue	English

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FEATHERS OF LOVE
by
Gordon Morrow

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Published in 2012
by Andrews UK Limited
www.andrewsuk.com
Copyright © 2012 Gordon Morrow
This book is sold subject to the condition that it shall not, by way of trade or otherwise, be lent, resold, hired out or otherwise circulated without the publisher’s prior written consent in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published, and without a similar condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser.
The right of Gordon Morrow to be identified as author of this book has been asserted in accordance with section 77 and 78 of the Copyrights Designs and Patents Act 1988.

Stardust of a friend
For she is my friend
So warm and inviting
Illuminating the twinkling of precious memories
With-in the soft windows of dusk
For this lady has relinquished a treasured past of herself.
From the door-way of her heart.
I see....
The tranquilized warmth with-in her eyes.
I’ve shared....
The graceful willows of peaceful words she speaks
Soft words dancing naked upon the wedge of feathers.
Whispered shadows, riding gracefully upon the winds knife
With the mist of earlier, kindling the innocent dancer
with-in her.
Allowing the shadowed moon flowers to eclipse the wings of
Elegance around her.
Yes....
You are the lady that sings to the soft morning mist
Moving the pale waters of life
For she is my friend
Upon the path of time
For she is my friend
Upon the path of time
For she is my friend
A lady with the ecstasy of a smile for all.
For she is my friend
And I thank the lord of evening prayers.
For she is my friend
For she is my friend
The most wonderful reflection I’ll ever know.
For she is my friend......
And I thank-you lord of
Evening prayers.

Crystal Tears
Upon the glorious mirror as snowy flakes fall,
Gleaming the stars upon a sea,
Upon silence and tears,
As timeless as the universe,
Cloudless climbs the starry skies,
Be strong today for
You are the charm of earliest fragrance.
My little lady,
Beauty lives with kindness.
You are both.
You speak upon sweet violets.
I pray the heartaches of today and past days,
Will fade into the forest dim,
Along with the flattering words I have spoke.
For you are the crystal within my dream,
Behind the attic window of my heart,
I lie in silence, whispered tears upon my eyes,
I wish the shade of sadness you feel now,
Could fade with the touch of my hand.
Be strong little lady!

Lady Of Elegance
Edging the softness of her fury,
Sleeping comparison flickering upon her eyes,
Tenderly singing upon gentle words.
A radiant pursuit at happiness,
Shadow tears peeled within confusion,
Soft words spoken upon the fire,
The whisper of long silence,
Glassed feelings upon her heart,
Flowing upon the wings of flight.
As romantic as the shadowed moonflower,
Luxurious sights from upon the snowbird,
Lips beckoning a message of silence.
Within the flicker of her scent.
Sweet sounds upon the chamber of her heart.
Sizzling upon elegance,
Sight from within a sanctuary language,
Ruffling upon a faint breeze,
Love sounds swirling a wreath around my heart,
Whispers gilded upon a faceted jewel.
Eclipsing the splendour of a lady,
Beautiful shadows swirling in crystal,
For the sweet scent of her silk lips,
To rest upon the silence of mine.

To deep for tears
For my heart beats so furiously
As I look at the pictures of my lady
From the forest to the dark mountains in the distance
Drawn by the plaintive rise and swirl of music
Through the cloud laden sky
For I see a figure
Small and dark against the mountainside
Standing upon a ledge... a special place
For here my lady can catch her breath
For I call out with the sound, of the water fall
With the cry of the birds upon the tree
I sing a song that will rise above the woods
Above the gills and above the rolling storm
For I weep without the sound of tears
For the source of my music
Is from the magic my lady holds
Has my song for you
Disappeared beyond my reach
For you have taught me things about yourself
That I never would of known
You freed me from the prison
For I am but the shadow within the wind
I cannot close my eyes to your beauty
To the scent of your hair
To the curve upon your lips
For you are the scenery upon the polished brass that
Glitters like the splintered star when the sunlight touches you
For I imagined your smile upon the wind
Your eyes alight with exhilaration
As the shadow upon the mountain
I see your smile within the colour of midnight
A smile so tender it dances upon the small
Rippled circles that touch the centre of my soul
Listen to the wind for my song, will echo
The feelings of my love for you
Close your eyes to see the images
For your sparkle will be with me upon every dawn
Let the tear drops cover your face
To fall softly upon your feet
To become one with the stillness of the lake,
For the reflection upon the water
Is one of you
Like the golden marble forever in time
I love you little lady
I love you!
Forever

Lost upon the water
For the past is written upon the winds of time.
I the unknown poet must face the words that I have written
Along my path, for I composed the isolation of my heart.
Narrow were my eyes,
Golden eyes of the inner light,
Forever, starring upon the still pond,
To touch the figure upon whispered lips,
For my eyes stumble into the dark water, shrivel and wither to become
The wisp upon the air.

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