Cries wake the sleeper
Dark dreams like carrion flies
Serving their purpose
Impinging on consciousness
Picking the bones from the night
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Hidden fears unveiled
Dawn laughs at their illusions
Become transparent
Ephemeral monsters flee
In the clear light of morning
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For Colleen’s poetry challenge
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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.
You have it all here Sue, the shock, the fear the relief.💜
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I am so grateful that I rarely remember my dreams…
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Reblogged this on Anita Dawes & Jaye Marie ~ Authors.
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Thank you for sharing, Jaye x
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A beautiful transition from fearful darkness to clear light, Sue.
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Thanks, Diana. That seems to be the way it works.
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Hi Sue here is Robbie’s reblog of an old #writephoto
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Thanks, Willow 🙂
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💜💜💜
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Day and night travel their own paths. (K)
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And always meet 🙂
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Thats a special place.
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Indeed 🙂
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From the darkness, we find our light… ❤
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Even spring is born in winter 😉
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So true. ❤️
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Beautiful Sue. Everything is brighter in the morning. ❤
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Except the bags under the eyes 😉 xx
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Oye! 🙂 xx
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😀 xx
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