Poetic Tributes to Maggie L Harmon-Scott

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My beloved one ...

no matter how many seats are on the train your seat is always reserved by my side. no matter how many friends make me laugh, i will never forget how you made me smile.

when tears tickle down this sad sack’s face, feeling lost in your world and out of place. you made a seat for me at your right side, turning my wet tears into sunshine smiles.

no matter how many times you pushed me away, like a boomerang i am right back in your face. knowing that my seat is reserved by your side, i am ever waiting to change your tears to smiles.

A Gemini Woman I

hers are the shoulders
i most cry on …
a friend
that stays by my side when others
are long gone

hers are the arms
that comfort me
when the storms of life
have laid waste
to my spirit
and destroyed
my self-esteem

hers are the healing words
that my heart gleans
to make whole
that which has been torn apart
she is the one
that most touches my heart

she’s the light in my life
the smile on my face
it is through her love
that i receive
amazing grace

this Gemini woman

© 3/13/2007 Amias

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A Gemini Woman II



she’s a light that defines the darkness
the Gemini woman
loves past boundaries
past hopelessness ...

though her youth
were spent in flight
her personality molded in duplicities
she gave birth to seven candle lights
and the pains  that pierced her heart
was more than she could bare
when two were snatched from her lair …

for a time her heart was shattered
like the bones beneath her flesh
descending deep into darkness
it was hard for her to fight
so for a season, maybe two
she lost sight of her light

she’s love incarnated
the Gemini woman
like a phoenix she always rise
don't underestimate her strength
by the tears in her soft blue eyes

age and wisdom defines her mind
her candles define her life …
she is more than a mother
or some man’s wife
she’s the light in her family
a gem to her friends
she lives her life quietly
and makes no demands

© 3/13/2007 Amias

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Maggie Lee Scott 

Maggie is a mirror image of me
Angel or Anger, determines what you see
Goodness of a Goddess always standing by a friend
Giggles when she's made happy by her man
Insightful and aware of the golden rules
Eager to share even with a fool

Living life to it's fullest is what she desires
Elevates the spirit of a friend when she cries
Eagle wings of love surround her smiles

Sister to my Soul she will always be
Caring about everyone including me
Opening up her heart to other pains
Touches you with understanding
Treats everyone the same

© 14 December 1998 Amias

Odes To My Best Friend 

I recall the first time our toes
Touched the green earth of spring
When we visited the butterflies
I remember the songs that we sang
Eating ice cream in the early morn
Waking up just to watch the dawn
I remember those days of joy
Two friends, two hearts being one
I recall our days in the sun

I recall the first day I smelled
A sweet shrubby bush's flower
How it enticed me to dance
Around the house for hours
Exotic fragrances filled the air
Happy thoughts flying everywhere
I remember those days of joy
Two friends, two hearts being one
I recall our days in the sun

I recall the first time we traveled
I was a stranger from online
Your family called to the cabin
Making sure you arrived on time
We knew the truth still we laughed
Because no one could make us sad
I remember those days of joy
Two friends, two hearts being one
I recall our days in the sun

Now it seem time is the enemy
Oh how I miss that crooked smile
Been years since I saw your face
Or wiped the tears from your eyes
How I miss that Deer Lake swing
And being happy with little things
I won’t believe those days of joy
Are only memories within our heart
I won't let distance tear us apart

© 2006 Amias

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The Essence Of A Ghost

my soul is haunted by the ghost
of lost friendship that stalks me like 
a lover, in the corridors of my mind
where memories of laugher shared
in the wee hours are replaced with 
the echoes of love crudely ripped out 
of the heart by the hands of hatred
and the pain of lies. they blanketed 
my ears with empty words of regret 
choked by grief they failed me
and like a child my soul cried

hark; let not this heart close itself 
to what joy tomorrow may bring
to heal its scars in time for spring 
where hope like life renews itself 
so that love may live again

© 2001 Amias

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