Who am I? I wish I knew. I guess I am an English teacher with a Degree, an MA, and lots of baggage. I write as an escape, as therapy, as a reason to continue. I have 3 passions, my kids, my husband and teaching. I have 3 fears, losing any of the above, the black dog and darkness.
The Dead Dolls She sat amongst her dollies Hair all chopped and matted their legs broken battered, Biro on each painted face. The fingers bitten off, Spat out and thrown away. Their toes all flat and mangled, Their eyes poked closed and gone. Each one no more a beauty, Each one now dead and gone. She did it as a child To each and every toy. Her mummy used to smack her, And say do it no more. She didn't like her changes, She didn't like her mess But now her mummy's gone, Her toys all thrown away, The bodies now are people, She killed them one by one. The Preacher The dark man walks beside me. I can tell that from his voice. He used to be a preacher. He says it's not a sin to die, That God knows why. He makes me not feel frightened. He tells me of a peace. Tranquil like in heaven, Release from screams and shouts. I like it when the preacher comes. He makes a choice seem right. He makes me see the darkness as a tunnel of endless light. We whisper, no one else can hear, Secret mad old friends. A preacher and a teacher. God help us see a path. Take me where it's quiet. So it all stops... The Magic Carpet It's green beneath my feet. As fresh as air. It's pure, untouched. Not kissed with snow, just green. Rippling like the ocean, Marching ants pass through. Undercover crawlers, Make it their home too. Soft yet crisp, Blades stand tall. Waltzing in the wind, Dancing bugs pass through. Underneath the magic carpet Bones decay away. No one knows they are there. Hiding clean away. Rotting, changing to dust, Secret Death pass through.
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