Poetry ~ The Road Home

Dear Readers,
I will be taking a break from my blog. I’m shifting my focus to a new course of study on my spiritual path and working on publishing a book of my poetry. Thank you for your encouragement and support over the last few years. I wish you all continued success with your writing and creative efforts.

I leave you with a poem as we approach Thanksgiving ~ The Road Home. We are all on a journey. Thank you for sharing the path with me.
Yours under the stars,
~ Sue

Shall we take the journey?
Can we go back home?

memories of a younger self
flood back when I’m alone

of a simpler time, on a joyful road
in the backseat of the family car

where sisters sang, laughed and played
and knew that home was never far

let’s take one last trip together
and make more memories to share

let’s sing and play like yesterday
let’s go home; I’ll meet you there

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Poetry ~ The Langhurst Curse

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‘Twas four centuries past
since the family lost their sight
generations of charcoal eyes
that pierced the steely night

The curse was ancient lore
resurrected with each birth
the charcoal eyes of a child
born with the Langhurst curse

History tells the story
of witches who cast the spell
poisoning the eyes of a doll
and throwing it down a well

A cauldron filled with venom,
bitterness, and hate
contained a powerful poison
that sealed the family’s fate

But if the truth be known,
no curse could take their sight
the family’s hatred of witches
created the Langhurst’s plight

And to this very day,
the family drinks the witches’ brew
allowing the curse to blind them
to what the witches said was true

The Langhursts, like the others,
are blinded by their hate
passed down through generations
that seal their family’s fate

Look deep into their blinded eyes,
eyes as dark as coal,
for hatred is the powerful poison
that cursed the family’s soul
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