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    Soul's Door
    Soul's Door
    Soul's Door
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    Soul's Door

    By Patricia Harris

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    A volume of poetry  that offers an intimate glimse into the mind of a half mad poet.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherFae Corps Publishing
    Release dateOct 30, 2018
    ISBN9781386137467
    Soul's Door
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    Patricia Harris

    Patricia Harris is a dreamer, crafter, gamer and digital artist who loves creativity in life. A half mad poet,  her writing is found all over social media and various other websites, including coffee house writers. She is a devoted mom who can be found doing a variety of art when she isn’t penning poetry and writing words. She is half of the indie publishing company Fae Corps publishing. Her collection of writings include a memoir,  children's books, and poetry. For more from Patricia, check out www.Facebook.com/mouseypoet or pattimouse.wordpress.com 

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      Book preview

      Soul's Door - Patricia Harris

      A Volume of Poetry

      By Patricia Harris

      ©2018 Patricia Harris

      All rights reserved.

      No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means including information storage and retrieval systems, without permission in writing from the author. The only exception is by a reviewer, who may quote short excerpts in a review.

      ––––––––

      This book is a work of Poetry.

      Any similarity between the characters and situations within its pages and places or persons, living or dead, is unintentional and co-incidental.

      Demons

      In my lovers’ eyes dwell

      Something that I know too well,

      Darkly turning,

      Hope is burning...

      Desire a tool that pricks the

      Heart towards Hell.

      I see the demons,

      Mirroring the ones

      Residing within

      The eyes reflected back

      When into my own face

      I attempt to see.

      Helpless Drift

      Hands tied,

      The internal compass lied.

      Life turned not up,

      Nor down,

      Slid sideways and

      Turned around.

      Caught up in the current,

      No way to plan or prepare.

      Held to being helpless

      Just drifting everywhere.

      Hole in the Wall

      Trapped inside the screen,

      Just a hole in the wall

      Through which reality is seen.

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