Hidden eeries of desire echo to angelsongs of love

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Monday, March 17, 2008

Delightful World (Mark 2)

The scent of rainbows in the mist, The feel of bird song from the gloom, The gentle Sun's first morning kiss, Makes an enticement of perfume, The unexpected accidental touch That sends shivers down your spine, The voice you like to hear so much That it's like savouring good wine: A thousand sweet... Sign in to see full entry.

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Delightful World

OK so this one is bothering me, it just doesn't feel right and I've now poked prodded and tweaked it enough that I can no longer see the poem for the words, so I am breaking with habit and posting a work I don't like. Please feel free to tell me where you think the problem is - your input is always... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, March 16, 2008

This Love

Can you hear my heart? It's beat contains your name Listen closely and you'll hear it start, Finish and begin again: It's an endless repetition Of the name that echoes in my soul: The adoring composition Of a love beyond control. This love has no restrictions And no predetermined road No... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, March 15, 2008

Drums

There's a drum in my head With a terrible sound: A critique of the life I've led, It tries to bring me down Listing everything I've said, everything I've done wrong, The beat keeps going on and on, Everything I've done, everything I've said It booms and echoes in my head. The drum in my head bangs... Sign in to see full entry.

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It

It's the light in the storm Gentle and warm Promising safety and shelter from harm. It's the flower in town Rising though the barren ground Bringing life and colour when there's no other around. It's the first star at night Beautiful and bright Adorning the heavens with ethereal light. It's the song... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, March 14, 2008

Beauty Shadowed

Beauty amidst the shadows, Radiance at midnight Your face is a shining window Into wonder and light; Luminous and gentle Unaware of your sweet grace, Or of the hours when I've spent all Of my time gazing upon your face And smiling. Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, March 13, 2008

Meeting her in Daylight

Dancing in the rain Icy rivers on hot skin Never feeling quite the same As when that music first begins. Singing with the lights out Disembodied in the dark It never mattered what you sing about, Only that the concert start. Painting with thunder, Lightening slashing through the ink It's time to... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Like A Fern

Like a simple fern I quietly grow and share my truth With anyone who wants to learn The lessons of my receding youth. The little pains, the victories The things that make me what I am. In verses and in quick stories I try to show the inner man: The man of laughter And of sorrow Who knows not what... Sign in to see full entry.

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Spring Begins With Me

Stampeding Winds force their way through huddled streets, Bleeding Bitter rain, caustically cold: the defeat Of Spring sour on the tongue: Winter is reborn amidst the flowers. And yet, Tall among The craven shrubs, a single stem towers High: No slave to slashing winds And gnawing rain It stands... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Just A Man

I have been the wolf in shadow And the raven in the tree, The face that only the most mad know And the tool of destiny. I have laughed like the hyena And given a lion's roar, I am lost within a place I've been a Thousand times before. I am colour, I am gray, Ancient and yet young, Predator and prey,... Sign in to see full entry.

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