JaneClaire

JaneClaire

Westdene, Johannesburg, South Africa

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The gypsy has stopped running In a time of hot and cold, of sweet and sour, a young and hesitant swig, a hated taste of bitterness, a desire to annihilate the pain, the … Goldfish? What goldfish.....? by JaneClaire Bloom by JaneClaire Bloom To bask in the blushing dawn of a fresh new reason, a soulful season, your long-awaited rain giving life to the dormant soul-seeds that bur… Sweet nothings.... by JaneClaire With whom did I dance unawares…. As raw as the stain of a ripe midnight mulberry / a sometimes sleepless conference with my darker shadow / Were you ever there, somewhere i… Sweet breezes In the youthful spring of sweet breezes, when nothing seems to matter much and life is like a brightly painted carousel; the impetuous hear… In the presence of love When daylight dims, moves aside for veil of night and sleepless ghosts of old and fear and loneliness all drift in faceless visions; it’s t… Rest Forgiveness flows not freely / when shadowed by deceit / untangling threads of false belief / to offer what the other seeks / a freedom in… String the gems by JaneClaire An ordinary day Love came waltzing in on a very ordinary day, a whimsical step that was easy to learn, a chance meeting, a calling-card of confusing cravin… Earth Week Prayer Step gently now upon her sphere / reach out to stop the madness / Dream wide-eyed like an innocent / your dreams will manifest / Thrive o… Love still lives here.... by JaneClaire Do I by JaneClaire Wake me.... by JaneClaire I DREAM by JaneClaire The magic by JaneClaire YOU by JaneClaire You can kiss my...... by JaneClaire your silent door I breathe beside your silent door / a raindrop in a sea of desert / a heart a million miles from yours / in healing wounds and closing sco… My Angel by JaneClaire Connected by JaneClaire Eight by JaneClaire Night Garden by JaneClaire Birthed in Truth In tender youth, truth left a shattering, air deprived aloneness far from home. She grows in grace and loves and when he passes on she whis…