She sat in a corner,
Hands over her knees,
Waiting for her demons to enter,
Waiting for her modesty to be bared,
Ready to beg,
Ready to cry,
Ready to kick her little arms,
Frantically in vain,
But that day no one came,
Her demons lurking in the darkness,
Disappeared into the darkness.
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About Sue Vincent
Sue Vincent was a Yorkshire born writer, esoteric teacher and a Director of The Silent Eye. She was immersed in the Mysteries all her life. Sue maintained a popular blog and is co-author of The Mystical Hexagram with Dr G.M.Vasey. Sue lived in Buckinghamshire, having been stranded there due to an accident with a blindfold, a pin and a map. She had a lasting love-affair with the landscape of Albion, the hidden country of the heart. Sue passed into spirit at the end of March 2021.
Hi, Sue! It’s been a long since since I visited your blog. Wonderful poem, like always! 🙂
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This one belongs to our friend at ‘Life at 17’ 🙂
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Oooops! My apologies! 🙂
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