Blood on the Page - the Poetry of Chris Cavanova

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Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Friends Don't Let Friends

Photo source Watch your step, You're walking toward a ledge, my friend, And it's such a long way down, You don't see the danger in the life you choose, And it's put you in the ground, I hope you understand, I only want to help you, I only want to be your friend, It's been said, Friends don't let... Sign in to see full entry.

The Sea

Where are you? Where did you go? Why aren't you with me, I don't know, Do you miss me as I miss you? My heart aches, does yours ache too? How I yearn to feel your touch, How I burn inside so much, Mark the date when you'll return, And rock my boat from bough to stern, Then we'll sail the stormy... Sign in to see full entry.

It Was a Dark and Stormy Night

It was a dark and stormy night Yet all was right As I would write On that dark and stormy night It was a bright and sunny day And all was gay As we would play On that bright and sunny day © 2006, Godflower Publishing Co., All Rights Reserved. SNOOPY & PEANUTS © United Feature Syndicate, Inc. Sign in to see full entry.

April Rain

April rain blocks the sunshine on a cloudy afternoon, And the dew before the sunrise glistens brightly on the avenue, Cheering sounds above the thunder as the lightning streaks the sky, And the sound of hammers crashing enhance the pain of the Crucified, Oh I wonder when the setting sun will rise... Sign in to see full entry.

The Space Between Us

Harsh words, engaged in anger, How do I take them back? But the vicious demon from my tongue has already heard and seen us, I grieve to know that I'm to fault for the tears upon your pillow, And my insenitivity's increased the space between us, Mars and Venus can take the blame for much of the angst... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, September 16, 2006

Oh What a Day

Oh what a day when Jesus comes to say, "I've come to take my children to the sky," Oh what a sight when I see His light, When He comes like a thief in the night, Oh what a day, Will you be ready when He comes? Oh what a day! Oh what a night when the trumpet sounds, The lost are swallowed in their... Sign in to see full entry.

Midnight at the Horizon

The cool night air rests gently on the village, Calm and serene, and nary a breeze to blow, The crickets make their melancholy melody, As the traffic in the distance rumbles low, The black starless sky fades softly into a violet glow, On the horizon o'er the city, Far enough from the still-busy... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, September 15, 2006

Calluses

The fustigating finger of my reprimanding right hand, Has pointed often toward my antagonistic foes, Ignorant of the gross breadth and expansion of the Apathy and contempt staring down my nose, Callous and languid to the digits pointing back at me, My ever-expanding stoicism had blinded me, Until... Sign in to see full entry.

Walk Away

I tried to tell you, I tried to show you the way, I tried to help you, but you've chosen to stray, I tried to shape you, to help you soften the clay, I tried to break you, but you've broken away. I tried to wean you from the milk to the bread, I tried to clean you of the filth on which you've fed, I... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, September 11, 2006

Your Love is Like

Your love is like the highest mountain, so tall and steep I could never climb, Your love is like a bubbling fountain, that runs so deep with the sweetest wine, Your love is like a magic potion that heals my broken heart inside, Your love is like the deepest ocean, and I could never swim to the other... Sign in to see full entry.

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FREE samples from L.C. Cavanova's new poetry book, "Blood Upon the Page". Muestras LIBRES del libro nuevo de L.C. Cavanova de la poesía, "Sangre Sobre la Página".

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