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My new publishing company, “Cherry-House Press” has released its newest anthology, “The Fears of Us All.” We are so excited to release this wonderful new anthology filled with poetry and stories about the fears that our (30+) authors have….

When people can connect with each other on common ground – we can become closer to one another – and perhaps be more open – or even learn to love one another more…

When we share our fears, we can find that we aren’t quite alone as we feel… Our fears can connect us all…
 
Support our “Authors Dream Fund,” and purchase a copy of our very first anthology, “The Fears of Us All,” and open up your hearts and be connected…Our Authors Dream Fund will help us to make new authors dreams come true by helping them get their start in the publishing world… We know what it is like to be the “little guys, ” as new authors and how competitive it can be when you are an author… We hope to raise money for the “Authors Dream Fund,” through the sales of our anthologies. Cherry House Press wants our authors to be able to share their stories and inspire others around the world.
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Eternal Haunting
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She fought within her mind,
the origin of her own mortality…
The completion of it all…
Her own eternal being would haunt her…
 
It seemed as if death itself, the dark knight,
beckoned upon her doorsteps,
rapping at her door in rhythmical undertones…
 
The young soul, sat, perched in her black leather recliner,
hunkering down in fear, hoping for the rapping to quiet.
 
Her mind would shout louder than the fear that trapped her.
But those mindful conundrums wouldn’t drown out
death’s rhythmical rapping.
 
Eternity was craved, yet still feared within her heart.
She ached for warmth and light,
and for the darkness of death to let her go…
She hoped for a brilliant eternal light instead, to show.
…and to just, blow away the coldness of death
and its ever, mindless endless rapping.
 
– Ariana R Cherry 2018

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Wondering Soul:
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What is thy purpose for an earthly life that is not eternal?
For how do we know how to seek our mission
or know how much time we have…?
For our time is unknown…

Even though our minds do not have all the answers,
our hearts are overflowing with passion…
But our souls do know home-
Although our journey is not done…

We are souls and energy- created from love abundantly…
Yet in flesh, in this way of travel,it is not forever…

Our souls long for a love…eternal.

Ariana R Cherry 2018

FORESHADOWING IN LIFE?

Foreshadow-
A warning…or indication of a future event.
Throughout our lives, events take place.

We question their timing…
The why’s…
…and when…
So many questions
Lead to impossible conundrums and
We look for clues.

Were we warned?
Did our divine father
leave simple hints?
Or were we blind to a truth that we didn’t want to see?

Does our life contain foreshadowing
For our mind to perceive…?
Or for perhaps our searching hearts, to feel?

Is our road life mapped out, with foreshadowing planned-
So we can see the construction up ahead?

….Can destiny be twisted ?
Or do we ultimately have faith, to let go of the reigns
From time to time?
Will we see the bumps on
this trail of life?

There are trials that
invade our safe spaces
and revelations that come to dawn…
yet, we move forward,
sometimes too quickly –
or not quick enough.

…We seek truth…
But, will the wisdom escape,
from the tip of our silent tongue,
as we await to be carried…
or do we seek the ultimate truth that is stored in the depths of
our heart strings…

– Ariana R Cherry 2018

” A journey from dark to light…Don’t be afraid of the darkness…Light will not fail us even when the stars have gone to sleep.’
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Midnight Days
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On those midnight days,
I can’t feel safe in my
own shaken skin…
All those haunting dark memories arrive once again, rushing in…

My aching and frightened
heart shutters…
And The well sadly overflows…

All the Earth shattering emotions
Wake up the darkness that
Had been hiding far beyond my
Locked door in the secret forest
Which I had built so many
Years ago.

…I’d pushed those memories
away once
And salvaged the pieces that
Were broken…

But on those midnight days…
Sometimes all it takes is a
minute jolt…
An echo from the past…
….they can create madness in me
In just a few seconds flat.
I am no longer my own.

….there are days, my
Apprehensive mind is at war…
And there’s nothing but love’s light
That I beg for…

Humbly I kneel,
As I play the game of this
soldier’s mind war.
…emotions gripping me with their fine tipped sword,
Piercing my determined heart…
With love’s grace, I battle,
refusing to fall apart…

I won’t let them give me
Anymore midnight days…
…and unbearable pain
that flickers throughout
The costume of my skin…

I’m just a soul.
Just a soul inside…
…fighting for love’s pure grace…

Take away, my midnight days.

– Ariana R Cherry
2018

Uniinvited
Uninvited
 
Something mysterious…
almost haunting
lingers within…
 
Heavy atmosphere,
and unknown energies dance
around her soul’s outer-edges…
 
A force, tugs at her aching heart through each sunrise
and follows after the late afternoon sunset,
and then again, as the moon rises to the night sky
to join the band of astrological constellations and stars.
 
Something silently lingers.
For it is present…
with no name,
but a driven force, that grows closer each day…
 
She is not alone.
 
An invisible presence follows her every waking move…
The blowing seasonal wind quietly whispers her given name,
but with a quick glance…
there is no gentleman or dame.
 
Her beating frightened heart, fills with varied emotions,
and tugs heavy on her curious soul…
For someone is constantly seeking…
There is a persistent goal.
 
But why do they call her name?
 
For her daily footsteps are followed,
and recorded, etched in the invisible air…
and whispers echo, passing through the
long strands of her hair…
 
The uninvited, hover above…
as she surrounds herself in nothing but
an overwhelming bounty of love…
 
Uninvited guests they are…
Yet persistent – here they stay.
 
No definite answers come to mind.
Although her spirit is unsure of what there is to find.
Echoes of their historical past, arise every day,
 
She calmly bows her head…
sending forth her wondering questions
as she feverishly prays…
 
And in response,
The wind blows ever so sweetly,
dancing throughout the cool air…
 
But why do they call her by name?
 
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Ariana R Cherry 2018

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LIGHT OVERCOMES

Bleak black darkness…
is said to be the absence of that precious light…
yet… it is also the absence of so much more –
Love.
Joy.
Warmth.
Even our own faith.

The light within is part of our eternal soul,
in which we love, and experience warmth and joy…

Faith is the light, that shines outward…
The light – that you see which shines within our eyes,
and radiates from our innocent heart.
It is the fuel that energizes our spirit.

Within this incredible journey, which we call life,
there are obstacles that block those intricate twists and turns.
Some of them are quite foreboding…
and then there are others – that are easy to trod.

And when a half moon sends a shadow,
blocking the twinkle of the brightest stars,
our spirit can tumble down a black hole,
that swallows our beating hearts,
making it difficult to breathe life…

For the light within, fades…. and steps stumble,
tripping on the daunting journey…
A clear path can be hard to see…
and that evil mysterious darkness – hides our precious key.

For we fight through the blinding fog,
and all the precious matter sends energy
rushing through our brittle bones,
Searching for warmth and trying to create hope –
One way, for our soul to thrive.
So the spirit fights to be free…and stay alive…

Light overcomes…
Love rules.
And love wins.

“The light shines in the darkness.
And the darkness has not overcome it.”

– Ariana R Cherry 2018