Dying embers wane;
Pictures form and fade,
A brief existence,
Echoing memory.
Eyes and starlight
Flicker gleams of recognition.
Long ago and tomorrow
Lose their meaning
Riding smoke as dreams.
Old ones whisper
The tales that remain.
Time stands still
As the fire dies.
For the dVerse Quadrille
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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.
This is lovely, Sue.
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Thank you, Robbie.
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Beautiful ❤️
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Thank you, Paula ❤
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The fire may dim but never die 💜💜💜
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❤
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Beautifully written, as usual, Sue. You are our poet laureate!
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Thank you, Noelle.
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This is truly lovely Sue.
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Thank you , Di.
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You’re welcome
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🙂
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Oh so beautiful, Sue.
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Thanks, Sadje.
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You’re welcome my friend
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Beautiful poem, Sue. ❤
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Thank you, Diana ❤
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This is beautifully written, Sue. Here’s to time standing still for a little longer.
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I can live with hope 🙂
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Catching the essence. (K)
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❤
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A intriguing one.
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🙂
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You are a unique professional.
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Thank you.
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