Supressed

Supressed

Supressed

I see the thirst behind your eyes,

The ambition that dwells within,

Waiting to escape its confines,

It sits there trapped within.

Always looking for an outlet,

An opportunity managed your way,

For a new chapter to begin,

Keep trying, it will happen someday.

Like the rising of an established flame,

You try to supress your needs,

You do it for those around you,

But need serves to hinder your way.

Stop waiting for that day to come,

And start to make it happen,

Take your ideas out of the box,

And watch them shape your day.

Soon your exit will be illuminated,

Hard work will line your path,

Creativity will be supressed no longer,

And reward will ensue at last.

So pick up a pen and a piece of paper,

A note pad, computer, telephone,

Go do your research and preparation,

Cause one day you’ll need them no more.

By Serina Hartwell

Author of The Hidden Saga

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To Escape a Moment

To Escape A Moment

To Escape A Moment

What water drips on my page of questions?

It lies bland and waiting for my hand

To wander through its distant pages

Of lands to be explored

The water drips down my window

Drawing me from my page

What story lies behind each raindrop?

Waiting to be collected

 

I travel, wander, fight and dance

As ink glides across my page

Where will my journey end today?

As water drips across my ink

My pen placed down I sit and wonder

At the place I have journeyed today

My heart is crying with tears I squander

As my journey ends today

Tomorrow will start another journey

Another empty page

Where will I escape to another day?

Another grey rainy day

 

By Serina Hartwell

Author of The Hidden Saga

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

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Happy New Year 2014

Happy New Year 2014

Happy New Year 2014

Happy New Year to you and yours.

Make 2014 the year that makes the difference. Have a prosperous and creative New Year.

Serina Hartwell – Author of The Hidden Saga

Trick or Treat

Trick or Treat

Trick or Treat

The leaves gently brush across the crisp autumn tarmac

Leaving a carpeted wonder behind

The clock strikes six and everything’s dark

Just in time for the wizards and witches

The hour has arrived for the treaters to roll out

Down the street on ghostly skateboards

Little goblins, little witches, little ghosts, little trolls

March down the street in the town

Trick or treat come their calls as they near

With a knock on your door outside

Little giggles play out as you draw near

As treats come out little hands come about

Happy Halloween to all and goodnight

Off they tread through crisp leaves with little time

To fright down the street with their rhyme

To haunt another with a knock and a shock

Their bags are filled high with a smile

It’s seven o’clock, a yawn edges onto their face

It’s been a good lot, now they’re ready to trot

Back home to bed ‘til next year

Happy Halloween and goodnight

Thank you for my fright

Until next year

When Halloween comes again

Pumpkin blown out

Decorations taken down

Treats are all gone

A quiet night can be had

We sit and reflect until a door slams

With ghostly hands

Oh my, oh dear

What was that?

Author of The Hidden Saga

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