Updated June 29, 1996
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Many things go through my mind,
But none so glorious as my Lord,
Many things I've left behind,
But none so sinful as this world,
Many things I've grown to love,
The Father,
The Son,
And the Dove,
And all I have in my heart,
Is the is the joy of God!
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My hands are bound
with promises
that cut
like
barbed-wire handcuffs.
My wrists are bleeding.
It hurts.
But what can I
do?
The promises could be broken
at the price of severed
wrists.
Life blood flowing.
Draining.
Dripping
away...
until death.
Is freedom worth such a price?
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Images of Brothers Born
Brothers died
Witnesses of Time's secrets
Viewers of Horrors Untold
Sorrows never witnessed
But Always known
Can one wish to dream
Of death; sweet silence.
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mountains so small
the plane's shadow gliding
over
the snow
M. Bekker
tilde@dcs.qmw.ac.uk)
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BRAINFLOOD by Jason Jackson You cannot wash away the sands of time; They burn like a fire that cannot be shared. Remember your roots; for they need to sprout new veins to gather moisture for your soul's feast. Do not break down; the system which turns the wheels waits for none.
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DEAREST
Dearest,
i am where you left me
rocking back and
forth
back to where we embryos
moved into each other and
breathed
forth
to my silence
an empty womb stilled
i do not make a sound while i rock
for i will shatter
the universe with my wail.
Mavhu-Farai Wakatama
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HARVEST
Darkened dreams
modern grapes of wrath
vint a
bitter wine.
ASSERTION
In the course of our lives upon it
the earth with
violence asserts itself
silencing our hubris.
SHEARING
The complexities of life
entanglements of wool,
carded out and spun
yield but a single strand.
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She accepted the knife
and made the cut herself
Without knowledge and understanding
Then grew old to realize
maybe it was someone else's idea
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WAITING
As I sit waiting for the silent bell
I wonder why is the sky so blue
why is the grass so green
why, I have no clue
why I am waiting for you
I love you, that is why I am waiting for you.
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Cactus
Chriscinthia Blount
Studded with thorns,
I inflicted wounds
deeper than my own.
You were persistent
as the sun;
you must have known
there were juices
running inside me.
Haiku
It is you again,
disguised a petal.
Oh
butterfly,
butterfly.
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IV.
(April 22, 1996)
Calling, Crying Birds
Hallow the autumnal hope
Flying, Ornate Brood
Dashed by approaching hawks
To rest on a dying slope
by Aubry Threlkeld
Charleston, SC
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A poem by Fourough Farokhzad
translated from Farzi by Murray Wolfe
To: A.G.
I am wholly a part of darkness
that will take you
to the blossoming of dawn,
again and again to the eternal blossoming of dawn.
Oh, I sigh you into that part of me, sigh-- graft you there to tree, water and fire
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From the edge of the infinite
there I caught a flower
a single being
awakening phantoms
from mysterious thoughts
oh, what grievances
oh, what feelings
oh, what joys!
Will I crash it
like you did it to me
or just make it burn
to become it a Phoenix?
or just turn around
and head my ways
looking for my selfish
self may be dead and
lost in single thoughts...
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You And Me
Craig Owens
Is this all a dream,
Or is this reality.
Is this right thing,
For you and me.
I know I will never know,
So I'll just keep on thinking
it's a dream.
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SPELLBOUND
Without words
Or incantations,
you cast your
spell,
Mesmerizing me,
Captivating my heart.
I was becharmed
by the gentleness
in your
eyes.
I melted in the warmth of your embrace; I fell hopelessly
in love
after our first kiss;
I am forever in your
power.
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If indeed God's love is in me
I'll look to Him for all my needs
He teaches me how not to be
Full of hatred, lust, and greed
Believe in Christ and you'll soon see
Everything's possible through God's Holy seed Earthly temptations bring those to their knees In search of forgiveness by God's only means How do I know through prayer I'm appeased Christ loved me so much He gave His life on the tree.
Kim Laffey December 3,1995