CAMELOT FANTASIES

The Web

This Web it wraps around the globe,
Needs no wire to link its probe.

Climbs in our homes and thus our mind.
Begins to draw in so much time.

Many preach it's evil wiles,
Users beware of trollers smiles.

But something magical it seems,
Generates these ethereal streams.

Giving power through music and sound,
Messages of hope from all around.

A smiling hello from across the world,
Strangers become friends as their stories unfurl.

You see people you'd never have chances to meet.
Strolling along the World Wide Web street.
So dear friends I must "Thank You" and do not regret.
Our chance encounter - on this Internet.

~Anne Cline

Miles Between

Many people live far away,
From the people who they love each day.

Miles of land, of trees and sea,
Prevent you-from being next to me.

The bonds of love they keep us close,
Though miles between-we think of most.

We use what time we can and do,
Use text to chat and cell phones too.

Video clips and photos shared,
While closeness, we do need-is spared.

Now and then we drive and fly,
Embrace in hugs-sit close by.

Catch up on moments we were lacking,
Sit up too late-mindlessly snacking.

Then like a flash, the days are past,
Though time speeds on, the memories last.

No price applies to time well spent.
For loved ones sure are Heaven sent.

~Anne Cline

Intuition ~ A Poem

Souls on this earth - we are trapped in a shell.
Lessons are learned, through our personal Hell.

No soul is spared these proclivities,
No one is denied love, loss and disease.

This shell which shrouds, our most precious light,
Conceals our true beauty from mere mortals sight.

It burns like an inferno - each body, within.
The memories of past, called intuition.

If each clumsy human that's plodding around.
Took pause to just dance to this spiritual sound.

And not take for granted the love we can share,
Give love and compassion, give hope and give care.

We'd find that our problems are not so unique.
Learn about this mystery, called love we all seek.

Wake up refreshed, fullfilled and brand new,
Knowing our light was now shining through.

So judge not each human by the outside you see.
Allow intuition - to act as your key.

Unlock these broad doors, to the soul trapped within.
You'll find love like a vacuum - will come rushing in.

~ Anne Cline

Intuition ~ A Poem

Souls on this earth - we are trapped in a shell.
Lessons are learned, through our personal Hell.

No soul is spared these proclivities,
No one is denied love, loss and disease.

This shell which shrouds, our most precious light,
Conceals our true beauty from mere mortals sight.

It burns like an inferno - each body, within.
The memories of past, called intuition.

If each clumsy human that's plodding around.
Took pause to just dance to this spiritual sound.

And not take for granted the love we can share,
Give love and compassion, give hope and give care.

We'd find that our problems are not so unique.
Learn about this mystery, called love we all seek.

Wake up refreshed, fullfilled and brand new,
Knowing our light was now shining through.

So judge not each human by the outside you see.
Allow intuition - to act as your key.

Unlock these broad doors, to the soul trapped within.
You'll find love like a vacuum - will come rushing in.

~ Anne Cline

These are great thoughts, and so well put.

Hot pink clouds shroud sacred sun.
Awakens me, the days begun.

Naked branches on the trees,
Jostling around the frosty breeze.

Golden sunlight wakes the hillsides,
Glistening dew drops - near, far and wide.

Inside the coffees piping hot,
The fireside is the cozy spot.

The old dry logs do pop and crack,
Distant train bumps down the track.

A moment to take in every sound,
Upstairs the children scurry around.

Prepare for yet another day,
Filled with books, and smiles at play.

I'll spend just one sweet moment more,
Sip hot coffee and just adore-

These morning moments my own way,
Appreciate the life I have this day.

~Anne Cline