Suzette Poems - Poems about Suzette

‘When you are not fed love on a silver spoon, you learn to lick it off knives.’ - Lauren Eden lilies and ravens dance together making mud puddles thick as salve caked on deep wounds stemming not the ooze tinctures from droppers bitter herbs labeled for survival use only as directed replenish nothing rancid birthday cakes gleeful candles form dancing shadows glassy story-telling eyes yearn desperately gleaming steel...

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I was born with the meaning of home running through my veins, like sunlight weaving through branches, casting warmth on cold earth. In shadows, I gathered light, each ray a promise, each beam a whisper filling spaces of despair. With hands outstretched, I became a...

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was born with the meaning of home running through my veins.- Lauren Eden Topic: Light Suzette Prime: BORN WITH HOME’S LIGHT A primal spark, a nascent gleam, "Home" in the blood, a flowing stream. From that deep well, a radiance springs, A light that knowing instinct brings. Each tendril born, a sunlit thread, Where hearth and haven softly spread. No searching gaze, no fumbling quest, This...

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2. "When you are not fed love on a silver spoon, you learn to lick it off knives." Lauren Eden shadows lurk from the painful past tempting to look back there were struggles which only made stronger and stronger no sustenance on silver platter to relish from lacked shiny lustre on day-to-day wearables...

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"I was born with the meaning of home running through my veins." — Lauren Eden, The Lioness Awakens, Poems Golden flicker Through window cracks Morning tiptoes across floorboards Warm like whispers of a mother’s hug It settles deep in my soul Lighting lost hopes Home glows ...

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the blood runs thin yet saturated with ideas foreign and forgotten of home's idyllic nature day's twinkle welcomed the white svelte blankets as golden needles pierced deep through the fabric of her sky the world's warm embrace held where happiness ebbed away dragging and plodding until there was nothing left but the last rain's cleansing nature the world around was reborn the rain...

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I was born with the meaning of home running through my veins. ~ Lauren Eden laughing, songs of surreal longings stirring wide-eyed epiphanies glow in silence, free like make believe, pretending while sorrows meld with light’s spiritual leaves knowing God’s love meant goosebumps on naked moments pouring out serenity into lives who believe where colors of faith meet amazing in His grace and the stories...

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‘I was born with the meaning of home running through my veins.’ - Lauren Eden light of love prevails in our home radiating kindness glow triumphantly warming hearts despite gloom-caused hurts revealing concern and care as empathy reigns until now gripping our children and now lingering brightening family’s legacy with gratitude to God* Who is the Builder of love-lit homes *Psalm 127:1 Except the Lord build the house,...

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A silver spoon or a knife They are both made out of metal One showed strife The other one disguise as a skettle The edges are sharp, the wounds are real But they don’t hurt as much as feeling unlovable “I’ll do anything for you “ is all i want to hear It got me doing the unthinkable I would...

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‘When you are not fed love on a silver spoon, you learn to lick it off knives.’ - Lauren Eden ----------------------------------------------- Ed had all his father's traits blue-green soft eyes, reed physique reckless, tempestuous streak rich baritone, proud untaught to love and be loved After 12 Christmas dinners whole dining table went cold alone, he had to go rogue young, kinless, awkward learnt to hate and...

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‘I was born with the meaning of home running through my veins.’ - Lauren Eden ************************************************************** Light with home rule in my veins paternal care not vain words motherly hug a retreat sisterly smiles like rays of sunshine the mind free to wander like the breeze early to rise a routine offering devotions a sheer joy the glow of inner light now...

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For Suzette’s: Light or Shadow contest “when you are not fed love on a silver spoon, you learn to lick it off knives” Lauren Eden – The Lioness Awakens Shadows the bear chases you around the pomegranate tree your fear reaching extreme heights you seize the suitable moment to escape a fleeting flash of relief only for the bear to...

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‘I was born with the meaning of home running through my veins.’ Lauren Eden inside the back door of our house our laughter rang out as we sat chit-chatting around the kitchen table playing board games or telling silly stories upstairs at night we giggled in our bedroom snacking on treats we had sneaked into our room when dad would yell...

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hunger for love is the worst temptation, a bitter, yearning persuasion. many get it so easily, so sweet, but i know sugar’s only for the weak. love for me stings in aching grief, with a metallic aftertaste beneath. me, i taste the blood on my tongue and not for a moment i wish it’d go numb. so i learn, with each bite, to...

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‘I was born with the meaning of home running through my veins’ - Lauren Eden in childhood i had strong feeling to sense the presence of someone in core of my heart illumining my path of life, guiding me : not only a blind faith was embedded, but during my growing period ...

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