Monday, February 18, 2019

Monday WRites 193

A flaming sword guards my heart,
Now eternity cannot have its; way,
Of breaking bonds, and spinning
Yarns, not intent to right crafting.

That which burns with fiery dread
Will offer to the ill-fated stranger,
Lessons in trust and worth, for my heart
Is a tender place of love, a succor of hope

An oasis of faith, a bounty of sweetness.
My cherubim will utter no, not for you
Unworthy one, come no closer.
For peril, awaits the intent of disrepute

This heart is bound for glory days
For evenings of stardust and splendor.
STARDUST AND SPLENDOR© gillena cox 2019


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My apologies to Monday WRites fans i did not post last Monday on my birthday. Hope you lovers and Romantics had a nice St Valentines Day ❧✿❧
You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea). A Happy Monday to all
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18 February 2019