Hear My Voice

Hear My Voice

Hear My Voice

I stand amongst the crowd and holler out

To be heard

By the many that

Stand before me

My voice is lost

To the clatter and din

I’m surrounded by a sea

Of people, I drown, I’m lost

Forever afloat

Looking for that island

That will support me

Then

One person turns around to face me

To listen intently

To watch my every move

My whisper changes to a shout

Calling to him in the crowd

More turn to face me, as I speak

My words come tumbling out

Sand caresses my feet beneath me

As I look down

My island beneath, all along

I hold my head up high

Once more

And call out to the throng

By Serina Hartwell

Author of The Hidden Saga

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Steps

Steps

Steps

The steps I take, one foot in front of the other,

Take me closer to our new life,

A new beginning, for you and me,

A lighter time together.

The occasions I’ve missed,

The weekends I’ve worked,

The late evenings and holidays,

The housework still waiting to be done.

They take me a step closer,

To where I belong,

The place I should have been,

All along.

Our future together,

Secure for the rest,

Of a life of creativity,

Enrichment and course.

I do it for us,

I do it for me,

Our new life awaits us,

In the steps that I take.

By Serina Hartwell

Author of The Hidden Saga

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Waiting

Waiting

Waiting

I resign myself to stop, to begin again

Waiting

I sit on heaven’s steps and wait

Just listening

Waiting

Waiting for the butterfly to be reborn

Transformed again

And follows its lead

Waiting

I wait to begin again

My life transformed

And take off into the open pasture

Waiting

I ready myself once more

By Serina Hartwell

Author of The Hidden Saga

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The Edge

The Edge

The Edge

The edge is where I seek comfort,

I approach it from afar,

I set my stall upon it,

Determines in deep refrain.

Pushed too far, pushed too close,

It beacons me to approach,

I try to hold my resolve in place,

But push, push, it welcomes me.

Its arms aloft and open wide,

I walk into its tender embrace,

I step onto the ledge,

And look down at the fall.

There’s nothing holding onto me,

To keep me from stepping off,

Tick-tock time chimes, it lays it on thick.

My worthless soul should take the hit,

Then tender arms surround me,

They’re strong, they’re warm and tight,

You pull me back and gather me up,

Your blue eyes offer hope.

You have the strength to pull me back,

To deal with my plight,

Strong shoulders to cry upon,

A strong back for my fight.

Hope is renewed,

The pressure grows thin,

I am saved from the edge,

And ready to begin.

The edge no longer calls my name,

I beat it, ignored its request,

Life is renewed, I start again,

What future I would have missed.

If I’d given up and lost my way,

If I let the edge have its way,

I’d have lost so much, yet to unfold,

Today I smile and walk away.

By Serina Hartwell

Author of The Hidden Saga

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Quiet Interlude

Quiet Interlude

Quiet Interlude

I had a quiet interlude,

Of happiness, contentment,

But like a whisper on the wind,

It took off, it was gone.

I tried to grasp it, hold it tight,

But it was taken from me,

Removed, withdrawn.

Now I sit here, restless, mithered, wilted,

My concentration strained.

I clasp my hands together,

In the quiet desperation,

I gained.

Goodbye peace and quiet,

What do you want?

My sanity bespoke,

Thrust to its limits.

Why do you want me?

Why do you need me?

What quieted solace can I find?

I tend your needs unconditionally,

My soul is stretched,

My patience thin,

Please peace find me once more,

While I rest and regain,

My will to gather,

The energy to start again.

By Serina Hartwell

Author of The Hidden Saga

http://www.worldcastlepublishing.com/author-serina-hartwell.html

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Down

Down

Down

No matter how far you fall,

You can only tumble so far,

Before the bottom serves as the prompt,

That it’s time to look up to the light.

Up toward the light,

At the end of the tunnel,

To the light that will guide your way,

To your new bright future that lays in wait.

The journey is long,

The climb is tremendous,

The darkness holds on,

But the light’s strength is great.

It’s calling, it’s true,

Your future lies dormant,

It lies just ahead,

Around the corner and just out of view.

And waiting, just waiting,

For you to arrive,

At the meeting point in time,

Of the positive and new.

So much work is needed,

But your strength will renew,

The distance is far,

To the new beginning that awaits you.

So, although you may stumble,

And fall on your way,

To the top you may stagger,

But climb anyway.

The mountain is worthy,

Of the climb of your life,

The target in sight,

So don’t lose hope yet.

Don’t give up yet,

The test is almost up,

Just keep digging deep within,

For the strength buried down, within.

To find your will,

To persist to the end,

One day you’ll look back,

And say, “Remember when”,

From your position of triumph,

Comfort and renewal,

These days will pass soon,

They’re only for so long.

So keep your faith within,

Hold onto it tight,

The finish line will come soon,

And will end your fight.

By Serina Hartwell

Author of The Hidden Saga

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A Love Lost

A Love Lost

A Love Lost

What seed is in my tender heart?

What burden shall I bear?

Your tender touch upon my skin

Like moonlight tethered by waters deep

 

My heart is heavy with regret

That resolve had left me wanting

I threw your need, your want for me

Aside without thinking

 

Give me a second chance to want

To seek your approval hence

My heart is open, longing, pleading

And needful for your forever hence

 

It yearns for love to be restored

Come back to me, my split apart

My heart is open, waiting freely

For my answer to my prayers

 

Be mine forever hearts entwine

For I realise the enemy within

I shall not venture down that path

Of forbidden love’s true sin

 

By Serina Hartwell

Author of The Hidden Saga

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Listen To Me

Listen To Me

Listen To Me

They don’t know what they ask of me

They think they know they’re right

They change my world so freely

And offer me no insight

Into the plans they are pursuing

A bitter taste of night

That ego powers within them

To barge their plans through right

I stand there, before them pleading

A little voice in me

I ask them for their thoughtfulness

To be considerate of me

But plans are made around me

They offer me no insight

They change my world without a care

And offer me no respite

I cling to false hope dearly

As tight as tight could be

I pray they will see reason

And stop their journey right

They do not listen, they do not fight

They push their money home

I’m left to pick up the pieces

And tell them I was right

The black tower crumbles all around

They’re sorry they made a mistake

But reason abandons, ego pushes pride

And no acknowledgement draws light

I am too tired to deal with rubble

My weariness abound

I start to re-build around me

The structure of home is found

 

By Serina Hartwell

Author of The Hidden Saga

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Link

Anyone who follows my page on Facebook, will know how I occasionally like to praise and highlight the good work of others. Well here is something that really impressed me. There’s so much skill, ingenuity and creativity involved in what they just did and they made it look seamless.

I think that they covered all of my favourite films. Take a look and tell me which one is your favourite.

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/10/27/ohio-state-marching-band-hollywood-jurassic-park_n_4167932.html
I doff my cap to them.

Serina Hartwell – Author of The Hidden Saga (Coming soon) http://www.worldcastlepublishing.com/author-serina-hartwell.html