Poems from Poetic Judy Emery

Do not use any of my work for anything else but reading, enjoyment or mutual feedback, as they are all Copyrighted. ............................................................................................................................................................... I would like to take the opportunity to thank all my readers,I know we all have a story to tell. I love writing what ever comes to mind. A lot of my writings are very old yet, they can touch the heart. You may be reading some very sad, dark poems. They hold a very dark story that I made fiction. Dark Angel has never found its end. I put it out in public to show others they are not alone. I write for fun and truth, for who I am and to take a good look at how the world around me truly act. “It is never too late to be, what you might have been.’’ George Eliot –---------------------------------- -------------------- Darkness is all around, where screams are come from all ends of the earth. I remember when I was young, an elderly couple would always tell me wise stories about their younger years. I loved to set around to hear them, when the story end, they would quote something from poets. ‘”Love yourself first and everything else falls into line. You really have to love yourself to get anything done in this world.” -Lucille Ball Soon, it wasn’t long, I started writing my own stories about my life. It was hard when I lived a life where darkness and pain is always at my door. I then just let my heart pour out like ink, the ink is red and colorful as it could be. Because that ink is apart of me. This poem I write is about Dark Angel, it is fantasy, But it is a big part of my life, because my story of my writing is about me. I hope all my readers like what my heart bleed out for all of you to read. Judy Emery © 2018 Copyright © Judy Emery| Year Posted 2018
THE DEEP DARK FOREST I watch how the animals would go deeper into the woodthan I could follow. The forest is cold full of ancient...
A NEW SPRING IS BORN The clouds scattered like dreamsas the rain poured in the sweet soundto a new day, where love pushed awayall the gray...
THE INVISIBLE HUES I must say, in this way,there have been no more visionary soulsthat dwell along these roads -this is what had been told,...
SECRETS OF THE HEART “Tell me what is on your mind;what it is you see that makes you bleed.”He would say, in a hasteful way-that comes to...
THE DAY IS COMING The day is comingwhen we all will soon say goodbye and words will cut so deep making you weep for years to come.Soon my...

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