By Nardine Sanderson


An ode to you

An ode to you would so delight and kindle well the dark of night , where all but dreams do well provide a greeting met with either side, for heavens gates are bound in death, but I of love have living breath, and nothing ceased me to believe that you of all shall then reprieve, the nature of a lasting kind, to dwelleth in this heart of mine
Entirely swept in lullabies, until the end , once the body dies, in subtle differences we all but love, enclosed by braches like a tree, and spread aground as so below
With little non but ease, fortunately to be well and taking breaths of life into my lung, and in the end when you arrive, I’ll know the angels sung.

Nardine Sanderson 06/08/2020 (c)


Dreams of he

Mastered the vessel out on the sea, half sunk where the dreams of he, how weight in water confined by the tides, stripped bare skin on either sides

The ropes of a faithful hand let go
Into the unknown waves advised
And all I held sacred in my heart
For him it had to rise

Like golden coins in the sun treasured by the open chest where kindled flames a heart does burn
Into the arms of the seas caressed

How well does love console an ocean of life, and sweet memories
Such a chest to open , bearing the essence of waters weight, I loved him intensely by fate,

I swam in the shallows , his deeply embedded eyes, I was absent in his needing cries, what thought had he in a parting last breath
To love me, and embrace the loins of death,

For I shall never know what’s spoken, but in my heart I’ll hold it was love, and gather the strength of Many soldiers- just to swim above

Nardine Sanderson 02/08/2020 (c).


Flame divine

(Read both ways bottom too top also)

Cover me in loves sweet notes for all that sound does travel well
And in my heart I felt each feather
So softly I had fell
– into the light of morning, as gentle as that evening tide, and love was like that river flowing
a peaceful rest aside,

Oh sweet wims of loves full grace
I have my faith divine, as he make light of every star and in the heart of mine, I comfort knowing moonlite, I comfort knowing him
I make peace Within the depths he taught me how to swim,

Rivers rush towards the sea immortalizing you and me, like the tides of the ocean shore, love enclosed to reassure, the more the heavens bless with light, not bound in body but of flight, his wings embrace the heart of mine we are that kindred flame divine.

Nardine Sanderson 02/08/2020 (C)


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