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The Chateau

on December 5, 2010 - 2:56am

The Chateau
Out of the Wilderness
Jacqueline Illera

Voce Existe Em Mim
Water and raindrops dissipates and replaced by drumbeats coming from a chateau in the outskirts of New York Suburbia. A man on his 27th birthday in mid – September drums out his agony from a recent death of his successful distant father who was a famous judge in New York City. He was a former veteran who rescued Jacob from the Amazon jungle after his real father has fallen from the hands of the drug – paramilitary.

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Bells are ringing

on December 4, 2010 - 4:17am

11 Kepplestone Ave.
7 bells are ringing
Ding Dong
Ring a Ling
Ting Ting

Bells of London...
Aberdeen home is ringing
The clocks sings
And some just dings..

Seconds counting
Morning, noon and evening
Mercy me
My head too is ringing...

I'm still here at Aunties study
How do they do in this home
A few more rings and I'll turn in stone

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Open Door

on December 4, 2010 - 3:42am

Door is open wide as could be
The picture was gloomy with dark skies
And dusty scene
The people are like stones
Leaning on top of each other
Like old figurines in a murky sea

The clothes are grey
The belts are rope
It was sackcloth
Without much hope

I was trembling for the view so gloom
Upon impending doom
I dare not stare
for it was sheer nightmare

Who opened the door
If one may ask?
Who opened the door
If you may ask?

The one
The only
The Jesus Christ
Most high

''Come see my Children!''
''Come see my Children'!'
In quivering voice and sad eyes
His face His body in full view undisquised

His eyes are welling up with tears
I dare not see the sacred beauty of His majesty
Humbly calling for witness of His children

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101 Buckingham Palace

on December 3, 2010 - 6:38am

I'm supposed to be at Grosvenor hotel
by now and looking at Trafalgar square!
I'm here still and will loose my spot and miss the mare.

The poems done for Uncle on the spot
I hope he likes it even if it makes him cry
Say ah
Say Ah
Say Ah
Say Ah

Wanna be back to London!

All the clocks like to ring a bell here!
It's making me antsy...
Fine! I'm stuck here and I'll write 20
more journals just to keep me calm!

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STuck on AB deen

on December 3, 2010 - 6:31am

Stuck on Ab Deen
Scotland yard without a crime
I'm here awaiting a sunless sky
For favors and for trains
Must I soon go insane

Wasted hotel stay, no plane or train to catch
I'm in for a loop and
Here to stay!

I'm at my Uncle's house still
Poor man tried to get me tickets
but nill
I'll be here writing then and have warm meal
It's not so bad I have to tell me
be still

Oh gosh, Lord help me
Why am I stuck here!
But that's fine I should
hang on and spend time with
Tita Feli and Uncle till then

Let me at least make use of my time
I want my starbucks
Barnes and Nobles and
Internet with sound!

Lord Jesus please I'm your greatest fan
Send me a plane ticket home
My boss is expecting me to work on Monday

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