The Whispers

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The phantom who hides within my shadows
Speaking on occasion as if we’re brothers
In whispers the ghosts utters futures
Leaving truths and unanswered mysteries
Hence the messages given haunts
Forever traveling in times
Within the masks
Of my lives

In clouds vague, I transend
Through vapors and sparkling dew
Under layers of ancient art
Reading to understand the clues
Turning through the doors in which I knew
And the answers remained within the stones
Foreverthere
In another season
To view

And in a dream I awoke
Seeing humanity without lovers
Mumbling with no purpose
Screaming without sounds
Writing without inspiration
There was no illumination
Just eternal voidness and no love

And I prayed for a thousand cheers
Bringing back the fragrant years
And wiping away all rusted tears
With the hope of a redeemer
He who arose from the damned fires
He who lit the eternal dark shadows
And cast the phantoms
Far from the whispers

© 2015 FS Bojenn All Rights reserved

The Love of Grandmothers

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The Love of Grandmothers and such

Looking on the bad side the cup was empty, old and tried
The petals of roses dried colorfully whilst resting on its side

An antique china tea saucer and it’s fragile cup lay
Dropped among the wet leaves one cold autumn day

And, there it lain for four seasons, or perhaps even more
Amongst the slimy worms and upon the chilled damp floor

Hidden for a reason, until time had chosen to share
When Molly was a teenager, she discovered the delicate ware

Up she picked it, from the foliage, thus lifting, ever so gently
Dusting off the muddy earth and lifting the leaves intently

From its inner depth fell a key hidden before
And Molly held it to the sunlight examining the signs of yore

“Something is about this,” she thought to herself
Seeking any mysteries about grannies sudden fate

The china cup and saucer soon sparkled with love
The key opened a found treasure box with an emblem of a  dove

And Mollies life changed that day beyond all measures
Her grandmother gave her secrets found within the earthen treasures

 

By BoJenn ©Dec26,15 All Rights Reserved

 

The Image was found on A Poets Haven

Father Time and Sophia

 

 

 

 

 

Stopping time for what seems a moment

Studying a parallel significant omen
God carries Sophia to enlighten each path
Discovering the secrets by illuminating the empath
She knows where it’s going
She knows how it’s flowing
And Father Time gives Sophia full reign
Wisdom of The Universe she doesn’t just entertain
And together the two in parallel caves
Keep track of life and all of the slaves
Hiding from full light
Yet revealing their might
Through prayer of heathens, pagans and demons
Father Time and Sophia read many books of reasons
And for us who live above
The Father and Sophia sent a dove
That man and beast not sojourn lost and forlorn
But, Man and beast find peace in a baby born
From within the cave of Father Times own son
There, Sophia taught him everything, for everyone
Engineered salvation from mankind decision
Keeping the lost from forever choosing oblivion