Poem -

Spectre

Spectre

Scalpel sharp silent screams 
Piercing, puncturing
Cutting neatly
Through tracing paper thin
Fabric dreams...

Gunmetal grey shades of emotion 
A haunting spectre
In moonlit hours
A glint of blade flashes
A pale blue angel dashes

She's the heroine, the hero
Ensuring I catch my train of thought...

Rescuing repetitively
The secret to mental longevity
Depression nearly conquered me...

She's both my sheild 
And my sword... 

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Marion

Stunning write Syd ?

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Marion

Stunning write Syd ?

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Syd

Thank you so much Marion.

I'm glad you enjoyed the poem. It feels like a while since I've been able to think and write clearly.

Take care  - Syd 

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Larry Ran

Our Dearest Syd,

Very powerful write, our friend.  It takes the readers to their very cores.  

The spectre kneels down
His ride searches for freedom
From all his demons

Peace and Love,
Linda and Larry xxx

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Syd

Thank you for your kind comment Larry & Linda.

The spectre kneels down
His ride searches for freedom
From all his demons

Brilliant words.

Peace and love also  - Syd xxx 

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Larry Ran

Our Dear Syd,

Brilliant poems beget "brilliant words" to honor them.

All our love,
Linda and Larry xxx

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