Hidden eeries of desire echo to angelsongs of love

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Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Finding Summer

Gazes met across the rain drops, Hearts embraced across the grey, Lost in her eyes, for him the rain stops And he finds a summer day. In the shadows of November Amid Autumn's final sighs When the sun fades to an ember He found summer in her eyes. Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, November 19, 2012

Users (the Network Administrator's Rhyme)

I step quickly To avoid All chance Of getting caught. They crowd thickly And, annoyed, Advance But it's for naught: I'm gone before they see They are many but they can't catch me. Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Just a Smile

I don't look for centre stage, The limelight is too bright for me And top billing's not my style, It's too much of a to-do. I am content to engage My skills with no one there to see And no reward except a smile Given to me from you. Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Piano Tears

He bathed in the piano's tears, Letting its gentle sadness flow Over his heart, through his ears, Helping his melancholy grow And then softly recede, Lost in sorrow's tender flight. He drifted in the piano's need And dreamed of water in moonlight. Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, November 12, 2012

Politician's Song

It will be different when I am king, It be better and more bright With no need to fear as everything Will be sheltered in my might. It should be different when I am lord I shall quest until I find A way that we can afford To be compassionate and kind. It might be different when I'm a knight I would... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Untitled (because I can't think of a suitable one)

Each breath, each word was a note In a song that he sang only for her, A creation he could devote To the wonder that they were And the magic they might yet be. Each move, each step became a dance To the quiet passion of their song, To the enormity of a romance That though weakened or become strong... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, November 5, 2012

My Way

It's all going to go my way today, It's all going to go my way, Blue skies will chase the grey away And work will give way to play. It will be wonderful to be alive As the day is filled with smiles and fun, Opportunities will arrive And I won't have to pick just one. It's all going to go my way... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, October 30, 2012

He Smiles

Rain is master in the car park And as far as an observer could see In a morning reduced to near dark, A grim day become wintery. He stands, unaware of the raindrops, Adorned with a summer of a grin, Not worried about when the rain stops He smiles at the place where she's been. Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, October 26, 2012

The Offer

He offered a quiet place, A warm and gentle retreat From the stresses of every day Where she could lay her head And let the peace embrace Her until, at last replete, She discovered an urge to play And then he offered laughter instead. Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, October 25, 2012

Morning's Gift

Morning comes, softly spoken, Careful not to roughly intrude On those reluctantly awoken As if afraid of being rude. Her light is dimmed to avoid glare, Her birds have all muted their song As if the dawn isn't there And the sleepers can sleep on But harsh alarms shatter slumber And workers must... Sign in to see full entry.

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