Hidden eeries of desire echo to angelsongs of love

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Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Beacon

I am a beacon in the mist Obscured and diffused, An gentle aura rather than The landmark I might have been. I illuminate but don't assist, My purpose abused I follow a different plan From the routine And now silver fog is kissed By golden hues, Creating what beauty we can Where else none might have... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Shot

His chest still bears Eros' dart, Worn like a totem or a proof Of the man he has become And the one he tries to be. If all changes begin with the heart His is impaled with the truth Of the prison he came from And the path that set him free, Knowing nothing could ever be the same Once shot with the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, May 21, 2012

The Network (or "why I haven't posted all week")

I hold everything together With duct tape and chewing gum, Hope and last resorts, Optimism gone berserk. Procedure has slipped it's tether And abandoned this cabled slum To file it's damning reports: "It's not proper, it's not pretty but it works" Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, May 11, 2012

Connected

Whisper soft, I feel her heart beat Next to mine, both synchronised To a rhythm that love composed And taught us how to play. In the memory of body heat When the drums of love improvised And guided us to tender repose I heard what our love tried to say And loved, though she is far away. Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, May 10, 2012

She

She is sunshine through rain; Through her the mundane Becomes beautiful and bright As dull drops glisten with her light And paint rainbows on a leaden sky. She is the sunshine and I Cannot help but love. Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, May 9, 2012

She

She had a wild elegance That owed nothing to vanity Or carefully trained conceit And all to an open heart, A free mind and eyes In which the sun would dance. She was rich in her humanity And seemed somehow complete Where I had only a part And with her smile my sun would rise. Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, May 8, 2012

In An Empty House

Rich in melancholy, I wander through my home Finding it more dim and cool Than ever it used to be. Pondering my current folly, I sit in shadow silent, alone And knowing that I am a fool Who sometimes declines to see The warmth outside the window Or the light through the door And would rather wallow... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, May 7, 2012

The Call

Sun shines from the telephone, A radiance that fills the room With soft highlights of life and love And conjures laughter from shade. I smile, no longer alone, And become a beacon in the gloom, Her voice somehow enough To make emptiness fade And expose melancholy's lies. I, enraptured, listen to my... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, May 2, 2012

The Lecture

Softly spoken symphonies Speak of surrender to sleep, Low voiced, long words Morphine for my struggling mind Making monotonous melodies Of methods and means and I keep Drifting, facts unheard As overloaded and data blind, Knowing it's for my own sake, Silently I struggle to remain awake. Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, April 30, 2012

Sunlit Slumbers

Sunlight kisses heavy lids, Inviting soft slumber to play The sweet song that duty forbids, That sensual anthem of a day Spent sleeping in the sun While sweet breezes caress my brow, A day when no work is done And later's abandoned for now. As duty issues stern commands For the many things that must... Sign in to see full entry.

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