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Friday, 27 April 2012
X MEN, SPIDER MAN AND HE-MAN WINDOW.
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Tuesday, 24 April 2012
Deserted stage
A single beam of white light, chasing the dust in the air.
©2012 sarah patel.
Looking like glitter in the light, with each move in the air.
Foot prints determining the grey silky carpet across the once black floor
A single figure standing alone, Gazing out at the sea of grey black sheets, stretching out into the dark.
Tattered black red drapes hanging still as stone.
Strong and tall, reaching high it to the sky of steal, rope and wire.
A single beam of dazzling white light casting a long black shadow of a single figure, standing centre of the once black floor.
Eyes closed, look, seeing. what once was, and once to be.
Lights of white, green, pink and blue, a sea of faces, smiling, crying. Scared and laughing.
Now echo and fade, in to the dark of what once had been.
Dreams of love, song and dance, lost in the darkness of now the past.
What once, full of magic, colours and life. Now lays still, dark and quiet covered in dust, on this now deserted stage.
As the once past memories fade, a new magic arises, on this once deserted stage.
A single figure standing alone, in a single beam of white light. A dancer in a spot light dressed in pink, blue and white.
Velvet red and gold drapes fly high in to the sky of colour and light.
Magic, music, colour and life again dances the song of love on this once deserted stage.
©2012 sarah patel.
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Monday, 23 April 2012
Supernatural
The three of them sat in empty bar waiting for her too arrive. She had told him on the phone she had important information for them.
“She’s late, do you think something has happened to her?” asked Sam
“How do we know we can trust her?” Bobby found it hard to trust any one not human even then he didn’t trust easily
“She’s been right so far and she saved your life” Dean replied not taking his eyes off the door.
Suddenly the door opened and a girl walked in, looking around and seeing there was only them and the bar maid in the building she walked over to them and sat down next to Sam.
“your late!”
“Sorry Bobby for not having the supernatural abilities that other paranormal freaks.”
“Gaia what was so impotent for you to drag us all the way out here?” dean asked taking a swig of his beer
“Gods powers on earth” Gaia reached over and took Bobbie’s whisky and took a mouth full.
“I’ve seen that film Tom Hanks not a fan” dean jumped in quick
“I’m not talking about myths here. I’m talking about gods children. He’s sons and daughters”
“you’ve lost me” said Sam, answering for them all. “I thought he only had one son?”
“No something else you all got wrong. God sent one of his sons to earth as… A savour if you chose to believe that. He was then crucified and killed .”
“Yea Yea we all know the story get to the point” Bobby said impatiently.
Gaia looked down in to the half full whisky glass and closed her eyes, wishing he would be more patient. she continued
“The children of God are the angels. He sent the one that was the most open minded, loyal and most eager to learn child… he was later killed by a solider, who was one of his own brothers!”
“so Jesus was an angel.” said Sam
“Making a blind man see, raising Lazareth from the dead, healing the sick, water to wine. Only an angel or God himself can do that”
“But an angel can only be killed with an angel sword.” said Dean
“That’s correct.” responded Gaia
“I thought he was killed with a spear?”
“Right again Dean” Dean smiled at her
“Your talking about the spear of destiny. and that it as an angles sword” Gaia nodded at Sam
“So the whole resurrection thing is a load of BS?” asked Bobbie
“On the contrary him rising from the dead is very real” they all sat there confused as Gaia took another sip of whisky.
“How many angles do you know of that have been killed and come back to life?”
“Cas!?” they all feel silent.
“there is more to Castiel then you or I know. He's very complected, and powerful. But right now he isn’t our problem. This spear of destiny, angel sword. What ever you want to call it, is”
“Wasn't Hitler was ment to have the spear during the second world war?” asked Sam
“He did, after the war it made its way here and then went missing, until know!”
"hang on back it up a bit the son of god thing, why don't he remember it?" asked Bobbie being more concerned over the whole not being able to die thing.
"his brother chose that he should not remember"
"which one?" this she did not know.
©2012 sarah patel
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Tuesday, 17 April 2012
April 2011 window.
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