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A poem is never finished, only abandoned.  ~Paul Val�ry
Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.  ~Carl Sandburg
Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.  ~Thomas Gray
Poetry is not always words.  ~Audrey Foris
Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.  ~Edgar Allan Poe

 

Various Short Poems
2003-10-18 - 9:03 p.m.
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Home Sweet Home

There�s a place I call home

Not too far from here

Where your heart abides

And somehow it�s always near.

To bring me home safe

When sometimes I stray

To bring me home fast

To you everyday.

Frost

Time changes and a heart breaks

For what once was given

Has now been taken away

But life goes on and it gets better

For the frigid snow melts

And the bloodred rose blooms forever.

Dreamwish

The dream a chance to be taken

A love that has long been forsaken

Memories forever in the making

A thought too good to be awakened.

Temptation is great

And everyone steps far

For life is but a book

And a dream a falling star

A wish is but a wish

Until it comes true

And then it's only a dream

Til someone awakens you.

Lost

Lost in a sea of whispers

Too scared and tired to try

To even find the answers

Or even ask you 'why?'

Too knowing for all good

What could come of this

Out of one little whisper

And a small forgotten kiss?

What You Are

Betrayer of flame

Destroyer of heart

Violator of flesh

Trespasser of soul

Speaker of the lies

Posessor of the spirit

Gaurdian of the dream..

You hold within you

All that I am

You do not hold sacred

That which is damned.

raw || truth
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Past Memories:

2006-01-13 - Fear In My Skin
2006-01-10 - The Moon - Our Silent Audience
2005-12-14 - Promise
2005-12-11 - Pure Bliss
2005-08-31 - In This Grave