OPEN MIC ARCHIVES
MAY, 1999 - Part Six

The last session of poems from May, 1999

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Picasso, I'm Not!

Arc! Slash! Flourish! Blended colors all arun.

I thought that I'd enjoy this, but I'm not having any fun.

I tripped over my easel. This painting's been through hell.

I thought I'd give the brush a try, to see if I could sell.

Now that I'm done, I just don't know. Tell me what you see.

It looks a lot like Donald Duck. It started as a tree.

A mighty spreading pine tree, standing lonely on a hill.

I can't believe that it turned out with feathers and a bill!

I took my painting out last week, to a sidewalk show.

I didn't stick around because, I knew it wouldn't go.

But today, to my surprise, a check came in the mail,

with a letter asking if I'd other pics for sale.

Although it sold, I truly say, I'm sad to see it part.

It started out a nature theme, and sold as modern art.

John Stuart

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SEA TOUR DAY

Down at the dock

where the boats come in,

where the call of the sea

is bound to begin;

there, where the boats

from around the world

tie up at the pier

with their flags unfurled;

it's there their presence

causes that stir

of sails and trim,

it's all a blurrr...

so many names to contemplate,

so many places to mediate.

The lure of things from far away

sure can change a Saturday.

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I have filled my glass

with pure anticipation--

fully to the rim.

Only then to discover

a problem, when adding ice.

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I remember a night a long time ago

watching Sleeping Beauty from the vantage point of my

burnt umber couch, the soft velour rubbing on my exposed back as

you nestled into the curves of my body

the best that your skinny frame could

your curls just under my chin, like a child you were, still are

younger than I, with a temperament to match

"humanity is so limited," you'd say

fully believing that you are descended from Whitman, Thoreau

there is the blood of greats running through those blue veins

and you sneer with contempt at those less insightful

yet try to pretend you befriend the commoner

you love only the romanticism of poverty and miseducation,

none but the noblest poor may apply

the ignorance of those out there truly struggling

with life, not knowing what to believe in

is too much for your refined and proper language to describe

leave it for the postmodern TV junkies

and go back to pondering the same great mysteries that Blake

did over fishing for trout in a less-polluted lake

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ROSES FOR MOTHERS DAY
Barbara Alyea - May 1999

I'll tell you how it happened that day,

I brought Aunt Bonnie and Pat to the grave.

We saw the flowers, I had planted there,

we saw the "new Rose Vase" placed with care.

And, we wondered who had done such a nice thing,

we wondered which one would have thought of Roses to bring.

Roses for Mom

I'll tell you how it happened that day,

I had brought Aunt Bonnie and Pat to see the grave.

The Roses

I'll tell you how it happened that day,

I'd brought Aunt Bonnie and Pat to see the grave.

We saw the flowers I had planted there,

we saw the "new Rose Vase" placed with care.

And, we wondered who had done such a nice thing,

we wondered which one, would have thought of Roses to bring.

And, as I felt the sadness and the love,

I heard my sister, Janet , say from above.

Please tell Frank, I saw him to day,

and, how much I love the roses he gave,

to me on just another Birthday, surely I thought,

that they all would have forgot.

But, not Little Frank, I know his ways,

he came to see, his mom and pray.

I know all my children are trying their best

and, it makes it so much easier just to lie here and rest.

(A thought and a prayer for my sister Janet...by Barbara Elaine Alyea)

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I don't need a f**king war

to show me who to stand up for

the ocean brown whips up in the sky

the tiny bullets stinging in my eye

I don't need a f**king war

to tell me who my friends are

I don't need your dirty gun

to sacrifice my blood

fast approaching darker seas

this ancient ship is full of leaks

I don't need your dirty gun

to consecrate my patriotic love

I don't want a flag that's torn

to dictate my service's reward

I'm pulled in further by the tide

body and mine shoreline divides

I'm sorry that your flag is torn

but it's not cause enough for me to mourn

And I do not think it's justified

I'm sure it can't be right

but I'll die for all the falling stars

a new one every night

I just thought I should let you know

I don't need a f**king war.

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Age

His back, his arms and his legs,

Like wilting grass do fade.....

His strong grip, with veins exposed

No longer easy made.

Replaced indeed with that, much more,

The grey on head to tell......

It's wisdom now, that does prevail

And it doth keep him well.

Don Erickson

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In Absence of Poetry

He says I lack a poet's soul

He who shattered my trusting heart

Into a thousand knife-edged pieces

Poetry is no soothing balm

For the cruel stab of agony

When a wayward shard still pierces.

He says strength will be my armor

He who deconstructed the fortress

Around my tender, fearful heart

Strength alone cannot guard

Against the dark anguish of

A lover's promise torn apart

Tracy Hanes/ May '99

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Huff, Puff,

Slap, Crack, Smack, Tackle,

Push, Crush,

Moan, Groan,

Cry, Sigh, Despise,

All in a game of football.

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A Human Endeavor

Calculating the time and energy of space

Inserting the clamor of aggression with reason

Discovering symbiosis of life in a microcosm

Planting feverish demises in a necropolis

Resurrecting feelings of remorse for obscurity

Undermining the world of it's unarmed tyrants

Circumnavigating ambiguity in a sarcasm

Surfacing for capitular happiness in a Zenith

Utilizing western philosophy in multiples

Forging turn of events judicated by a deity

Sensing destruction in a birth of chameleonism

Studying the matrix of germaneness in adjournment

Living in a phantasm of metamorphosed reality

Studying the anthropomorphic connection with each cohesion

Utilizing emotion for paradoxical subsistent fate

Deciding the weight in an inanimate terrestrial sphere

Policing verbatim of rhetoric in reflections

Saturating in a merge of superficial ideas

Pondering heroism in a heart of satire

Subsidizing human essence deputized by a referendum

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VISIONS OF MY MOTHER'S

Crooked spine

Bent in labor

Kerchiefed head

White knuckles scrubbing white tiles

Visions of my mother,

Grandmother,

Eternal.

Dark faces

Shining souls

Sweaty brows and

Strong hands --

Softly caressing

Small ones, lovingly.

Hands calloused

And cut

Like knees

On clean white tiles

JULIE ZARATE

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Subduing the Anger.

Music blears, occupying my ears from

all outside distractions. Obstacles fly

across my room, my hand's from where they come.

My fist pounds against the wall causing my

knuckles to tremble with pain. The madness

within burns my mouth like hot tobasco.

Salty tears slide down my face with coldness,

calming the fire that just wouldn't go.

As the pain from my hand intensifies,

I begin to feel soothed, and a sense of

awareness falls across me. I hear cries

of disbelief and a passion of love.

My head buries deep within my pillow.

I sleep with the calmness of a willow.

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Forever

Gone is the love for the heart cries out

And felt is the pain for that of my desire

For my love was given in much passion

And our spirits shall reveal our mysteries

For loneliness has weakened my dreams

And your love was the light of my heart

For no other can kindle my eternal flame

And your soul shall wait for my return

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Nightmares.

Below the house, through a narrow passage,

lies a dimension of the underworld.

The deep veined walls bleed dark brown

over a grave of unknown soldiers

whose bodies are digested by Satan's oozing fingers.

Charlottes wicked sister of the west

weaves her silken nest of deceivement,

capturing dull-witted pilots to temporarily satisfy her cravings.

The pungent mildew and decay hangs heavy,

nauseating to the impenetrable souls.

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Purpose

Today as yesterday and tomorrow yet to come

Seen in my dreams are the mysteries not known

And my sorrows are of the good and the bad

For my heart can feel that which is of my desire

And my words are that from within my wisdom

For what is my purpose for that to be born

And how may the time of space be foreseen

For my mysteries shall be forever revealed

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MRS. WESTON'S CLASS

Mrs. Weston's Class

is so damn boring,

I sit in there

and just start snoring.

When I get bored

I go to sleep,

and always end up

counting sheep.

When Mrs. Weston

starts giving speeches,

I start to dream

of girls on beaches.

I just can't wait

until the day when

I don't have to go

to Mrs. Weston's class again.

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the blue day
cornelious campillo

the beauty lies within your eyes and feels the same pain I see in reflecting

I need over that stained glass window that moves in church praying to god on my knees ,

then the hallucinating takes over. How did we end up like this planted with these seeds knowing it grew with you why don't I see the

need of all the pain you bring I fall in deep love when you explode from the shell you crept upon and asked me to be your love I obliged

with tears in my eyes and never let our years go by even when I started to crumble I knew I had you to pull me together for better days

How can you trust me when I smile so wicked and think thoughts never heard how can you be sure you love me how can I be sure when you're

Constantly changing

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My favorite color is yellow.

to everyone she says hello.

She spreads her cheer everywhere

for other colors I just don't care.

I see yellow in the morning

when the sun stops all the snoring

All day long I see yellowsun rays

from me they get attention paid

when the sun goes down and the moon comes up

yellow reflects on my cup.

If she left I'd really miss her

yellow is my favorite color

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a single star

a single shine

amidst thousands,

blanketed by a veil of blackness

one in a thousand

one in a million

stands above all

claims power and strength

of all the knowledge of the universe

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When the fork eats the spoon

And the knife stabs the face

reflecting in the plate

Dinner is Over

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Guardian Angel

I love a person that you can not see.

He is an angel in heaven, and only lives in my dreams.

I can't see him or hear him, but I know he is here.

He's my guardian angel, always watching over me with tender loving care.

My angel is my brother, who I know is always here.

He is here to guide me, and to help me out in times of fear.

So take a minute, stop and think.

Who is your guardian angel?

Who guides you through your life, and keeps everything in sync?

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Now

I intend this for those who broke me

Accept this, your written trophy

Look deep into my eyes

Relive your once believed lies

Reach into my soul

Now that you no longer have control

Try to manipulate my inhibitions

Lose this battle against my newly set restrictions

I've learned from my mistakes

Put up with all I'm able to take

When you see me, pass on by

Choke on the tears from my silent cry

Walk with your head hung in shame

Powerless against my newfound dream

Turn around, but only glance

Let me remind you, you've had your second chance

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: outside the window is such a nice day

but inside the window i'm hidden away

smoking cigarette butts out of the ash tray

and in this point in time i haven't been found

i've floated along unknown by the masses

who are content just sitting on there asses

never losing faith even as time itself passes

soon i will come down off of my cloud

so shut up

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I saw you smiling I know what you think

You're dying of thirst no matter how much you drink

Lost in your own little trap of pride

Too worried about being cool to feel what's inside

Standing in a room full of people, you still look alone

Look at all those stupid lies, how will you atone?

Do you feel the pain of your untruths?

It's time to face the music, your lies have caught up to you.

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Wise Old Owl of Brilliance
Rosemary Winters

Wise old owl

wisdom's finest

chase away

raven of death.

Peer into darkness.

Lift the veil

of ignorance.

Chase away raven's omens.

Light the way

with sagacious brilliance,

the path

leading to eternal truth.

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Friends

We will always be friends

through bad times and good

nothing comes in between us

not saying any thing should

we have always been there for one another

its almost like I can call u my brother

But now your moving away

who's got my back after that final day

surly not ryan he will run the other way

but its all good I can hold my own

don't for get me my friend our friend ship wasn't a loan

A friend ship is something you save

you take it with you to your grave

even know we sometimes got on each others nerves

our friend ship is something we both deserved

thank you my friend for just being a friend

and not letting it be for pretend

By Joe Phillips

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The fire of her passion

Lights the darkness of my soul

Love that has freed me

From the blinding nature that is man

She is the love that inspires my heart

The song that sings in my loins

The words you read on this page

Jim Warmuth

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23 1/2

23 1/2---Observing myself again through smoke filled haze,

diving again into the pit of lovesick craze

asking the wall why I'm made to be a rat in a maze

(sure is a cheese shortage in here)

I seek that which inspired Shakespeare's plays

Tragedy? Fine. I could stand a new rut,

in order to shed this conception of love:

Happy lil' birds 'a chirpin' as the clouds disappear,

sun rays 'a beamin', radiating soft Muzak in the air

We'd sit someday 'neath that ole shad tree,

and she'd bat her knowing eyes and share her virgin heart with me.

'Twas but only the fairy tale daydream of a boy long ago.

That near tangible someday, that story book ending, that smell, those sounds...

all that those images tell me now,

is to be careful what I put on pedestals, for it will easily come crashing to the ground

Because at 23... you see... well you see it differently.

(and for all the space left blank after here, for the next lessons to learn in the next years, for when I think me at 23 not so smart, I'm living the here and now and it's pretty damn hard.)

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a ray of light on a cloud filled sky.

no winds can be felt

in this deadly still,

no sounds are heard

descriptions can't fulfill

how the rigid slick walls

tower over head,

all around the dampness twinkles

like mortal wounds have bled

so far to the goal

yet so far from the base,

air is sparse, ground is rough

consumed by the chase,

oh the torment here

makes energy run dry,

with a last gasp from a breathless mouth

i release a sickly cry

that's when you appear

like a glimmer full of light,

lifted up upon my feet

accompanied for the fight,

your steady gaze is clear and crisp

composed and so intact,

you tell me "son, remember this day"

and you lead me with a push upon my back

the end is in sight.

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Ode to my princess Leia action figure

You are so small

and from a galaxy so far, far away,

yet I cannot help these Luke Skywalker dreams

of swinging from the sky

with you in my arms.

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A ray shines through the tiny crack

particles floating downward

fall to the floor.

Corners remain a mystery

hiding the unknown.

Darkness abides as the

light shifts its narrow path.

Never reaching the farthest recesses

Illuminating tiny strips into cloudy mists.

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Despondency

Longing for fallen pride (I subtly sigh)

My weary mind holds no bar to my tongue

From this naked earth, dignity does fly

I'll chase my loss till night and day are done

What flame is this that sparks my own desire?

To view this life in all its splendid self

Damned fiends attack my mind till I retire

But I let not, these demons take my health

Oh woe is he who takes these paths I stride

Take not my fate, in you I do confide.

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"Black Nights"

Soul blues

The sound electric riding the air

Slamming into the streets

Traveling up the south side.

Heart rhythm

Throbbing with a neon pulse

Heave with sweat

and all things human.

Blood beat

The light behind the eyes

Darkness and heat, oppressive, sultry

Coursing through the veins.

And all are black nights.

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That girl never fit the image I wanted to portray

And so I left you.

I didn't even give you a reason

Just packed up my bags and I was gone

Maybe because I didn't know the reason myself.

Looking back, I remember that hot February night

Of you suspended by the soft kitchen lights

As you cut warm pieces of pie for after dinner

I watched in horror as you spooned heavy portions of ice cream onto the slices.

And it began to melt and pool in the bottom of the plate

And I realize now

That my frantic departure was not without explanation

I had been trapped in your sugar-coated world

And I had to get out before the ice cream melted completely

leaving only an indistinguishable, soggy lump

of vanilla, pie crust, and caramel

overflowing its delicate crystal foundation.

[Please e-mail me and let me know what you think. Thanks!!! CITYCATZZZ@aol.com]

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Where were you as the time slipped away

Why couldn't you be there in the early days

When I wasn't bound by the stifling haze

Back before this performance we learn to play

I was so new to living, but didn't have a life

I saw the nobility, but was confused by the strife

I wasn't sure what I was supposed to see

But soon enough you became a part of me

I change what I can when I find the time

It doesn't feel like enough, and yet I still get by

In the end I know that I'm going to be fine

But when it comes to change, I will always be shy

I know you could save me from my thoughts of you

I'll see, and touch, and feel the real you

Maybe then I will break through this cocoon

And say "I love you" to more than just empty rooms

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Heart
S. Anderson

"Home is where the heart is."

Hearts of courage, hearts of grief.

"The way to a man's heart is through his stomach."

Hearts of pity, hearts of love.

"Our hearts give off no emotion."

hearts of liars, hearts of people.

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THE UNSEEN AFTERLIFE

I sit under his eyes tainted with hopeless and shame

A poverty stricken mental affliction with everyone to blame

so many lessons to have learned seeking the answers to exist

In which my heart is kept in silence and my pain within a fist

look at me smiling at the sun what goes on behind those eyes

could it be I'm proud to live or that living I despise

No nothing of the afterlife and since death a common fear

I sit smiling at the sun, "glad your there and that I'm here"

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Sleep

A dark, imaginary world

full of colors and images.

A black tunnel that spirals down

faster and faster.

A dream world created by my thoughts.

A place where children can't escape the boogie man.

Ah, yes . . .

sleep is my sanctuary away from reality.

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WONDERING

As i sit and wonder

My life fades away

Into a dream

Out of reality

I want to know

What's happening?

I want to know

What to do?

Should i stay?

Or should i go?

What to do?

By Jaecelle Wren

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"untitled"

a row of cubed light

extends to the far east

wall

and is divided

into a thousand rays

prisms shed color

and (like rain)

they fall upon the dawn,

devising

a rainbow

summers' arc

in all of it's

blue/purple

majesty

blinds the town

and reflects

the sorrow...

in their eyes.

joseph lawrence nalley, jr.

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ETERNAL SLEEP

LET ME REST MY WEARY HEAD

THE LIGHTS HAVE DIMMED MY FIGHTS ARE DEAD

LET ME DREAM WARM AND ENDLESS DREAMS OF LIFE

WHERE NOTHING CUTS AT YOUR SOUL LIKE A KNIFE

MINE IS AN ENDLESS SLEEP

FROM ME THERE IS NO SOUND, NOT EVEN A PEEP

MY ENDLESS DREAMS INTERTWINE

AND JOIN TOGETHER LIKE THE BRANCHES OF A VINE

I WILL BE WAKENED AT ARMAGEDDON FOR A SPELL,

BUT, WILL I BE COUNTED, I CANNOT TELL

FOR YOU SEE, LIVING WAS A TERRIBLE STRIFE

AND SO I TOOK MY OWN LIFE

DO NOT BE SHAMED OR SAD FOR ME

DEATH IS NOT HORRIBLE OR COLD AS YOU MAY THINK IT BE

THE BODY DIES BUT THE SOUL LIVES ON

AND ALL LIFE'S BATTLES ARE FINALLY WON

GOD OF SLEEP SO WILD AND FREE

OPEN YOUR ARMS SO THAT TO YOU I MAY FLEE

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Nathan

He had a smile

That brightened your day

How he felt inside

No one could say

He must have had a lot of hurt

Built up inside

It must have been hard

To have all that pain to hide

He was very caring

Never impolite to anyone

You couldn't count the friends he had

He had a ton

Why he took his own life away

We will never know

He is a guardian angel now

That has a very special glow

We are all at loss today

We lost a special friend

I hope he knows, we will always

Love him 'til the end

Now he's in a better place

With God up above

Now the angels are very blessed

With all of Nathan's love

To: Nathan O. With all of my love, Molly

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KISS KISS BANG BANG
sara moore

shiny and slick

quicksilver blade

hotsharp kiss leaves a trail of lustful passion in its wake

droplets and rivers of love

red as death and warm as life

lines become twisted borderlines blurred

leaves me aching for more

hotsharp kiss of life and consciousness

of being alive

and knowing it

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She looks upon the ocean

She swims in the open sea

She thinks about what's been

While she drowns openly

Sobbing she takes one breath

And then one after that

She knows there's only one left

She inhales thinking "that's all."

She can no longer feel the cold,

deathening water as it fills her breathless lungs.

Some would say that she killed herself,

but others would say that it was the deadly water,

that took her gift of life.

She was found dead with her pale white body,

full of cold killing water.

That cold killing water was her own tears.

They had overcome her strength,

and choked her.

Still some would say did she kill herself,

or was it the water,

the tears?

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Marie, Marie,

Marie it saddens me.

It saddens me to see, Marie, with all that you could be,

How very far you are from where you thought your dreams would lead.

Marie, Marie,

It saddens me, it saddens me.

It saddens me to see, Marie, the light fade from your eyes,

Laughter turn to cries, did you ever think we'd wonder why.

Marie, Marie,

It saddens me, it saddens me.

I remember a little girl,

Who stole my heart and filled my world,

With sunshine.

I remember smiles and laughter,

Dreams of happy-ever-after,

I was blind.

Marie, Marie,

Marie it saddens me,

It saddens me,

It saddens me.

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Shadowed in the darkness of the countryside is the one with a knife

Belonging to the one that has no life

Who has put an end to his strife

Bitter buzzard days

Sound through his eye's gaze

Equal but not alone in the haze

His true friend stays

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Things

All the time

things occur

some good. . .

some bad. . .

others -

haphazardly obscure

Who knows -

or cares?

What's lurking

in the shadows

here. . .

there. . .

Doesn't matter -

they're everywhere

Why run -

or hide?

You run from one

yet get another

still -

things occur

some good. . .

some bad. . .

others -

haphazardly obscure

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SORROW
Alex Corwin

Is it dark as day?

or bright as night?

Can I ever love?

Love like I did before

Will my heart let me so

Or will it just mourn?

Please let me know Lord

for that I might find

someone to take this pain

before the after life.

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Holding the yellow dress

in my hand.

I remember the days when

I proudly wore you to school.

You made me shine and

put a smile on my face.

You made the cute boy

notice me.

You were there when I

broke up with him.

Nothing ever stopped me

from wearing you until now.

I cuss at the tag size and

I place you in the garbage.

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My Love

My love is the shape of a feather

Or maybe a flower day and night

No matter the time nor the weather

Its pedals shine just as bright

My love is the shape of a lemon tree

Its beauty its branches its power

Just as you think its like sugar and sweet

Take a bite and oh so sour

My love is the shape of a barb wire fence

Caging you in from disaster

Don't try to get out it just doesn't make sense

You will get hurt as the danger grows faster

My love is the shape of a sunset so bright

So gorgeous from here down below

But if too close it is hot and not nice

It will turn into fire that will glow

My love is the shape of anything dear

Just close your eyes and snuggle right here

No one will harm you have no fear

Go to sleep and rest your eyes

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My True Love

I gave my heart to you,

and all I am.

The Deepest part of me,

Things nobody knows.

The wonderful dreams I had,

and the nightmares that woke me.

Your love I longed for,

My entire life.

So faithfully was I,

In love with you.

A love I thought,

I would never find.

You laughed with me,

and held me when I cried.

We dreamt big dreams,

fulfilled small ones.

We fought some times,

but loved even more.

I love you,

till the end of time.

Even if my heart is broken,

and my dreams are shattered.

Nothing can take true love,

from my heart.

Dedicated to GM,My one and only true love, till the end of time. 2/24/98 - 5/5/99

Terrica Finley 5/24/99

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Summer
Don Campbell

Do you remember those summer nights when the night is short and the stars are bright? Do you remember when kids played and put up stands to sell lemon aid? Do you remember the picnics we had, and went fishing with our dad? Do you remember the flowers blooming, when mom picked a rose for pruning? Do you remember the drive inn movie when watching a cartoon was really groovy? Summer nights, summer days, and feeling all those summer rays.

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Little child, you are so much older than me

Can you tell me anything?

Do you remember your toes in this very sand before?

May I walk with you?

Will the oceans keep eating the earth

until there's nothing left but sand?

Will it rain so hard one day

to cover all the land?

Why the stars? Why the space?

If only to deter us, in confusion we hesitate

So much nothing

What could be so large?

What do I give

or am I just a slave to it's amusement?

Can I ask for help

or will that only make the meaning less?

May I walk with you a while?

Feel the same sand on my feet

Are you here to help me?

Can you remember?

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A ray of sunlight,

The sunlight,

glances off your hair,

as you look at me grinning,

from behind your sunglasses.

You hold my hand,

I can feel you moving,

caressing my palm,

healing my soul.

You say something sweet,

like I missed you,

all last weekend,

and I hate to leave.

Inside a voice is calling,

calling out to you,

it wants to sing,

it wants to comfort you.

Tell you sweet stories,

recite nice words,

make you happy,

make you smile.

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"to my love josh"

Written with a pen, You are the one I won't forget.

Sealed with a kiss, And if I die before you do,

If you love me, I'll go to heaven and wait for you,

Please answer this; If your not there on judgment day,

Do you love me? I'll know you went the other way.

Or do you not?

You told me once but I forgot.

So tell me now, I'll give the angels back their wings,

And tell me true, And risk the lost of everything,

So I can tell you I love you. Just to prove my love is true

I'll go to hell to be with you........

Of all the guys I ever met;

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"Good bye josh"

i know when i first met you,

that you were just a flirt,

but yet i fell in love with you

knowing i'd get hurt,

i thought that i could tie you down,

and make you love just one,

but how could i do something,

no ones ever done.

i know you'll never love me,

and im trying not to cry,

but i must find the strength somehow-

to kiss you lips good-bye,

so when you ask for me again,

you'll find i wont be there,

i wont a love to call my own,

not one i have to share...

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She thinks of herself as a philosopher

Constantly in deep, pondering thought,

She is in touch with herself and her soul

Although there have been many battles fought

She hides trapped behind a wall of armor

Thus no one knows her true identity,

Always anticipating the future

Yet lives in the world of reality

Searching for a greater understanding,

She stands amid her peers, proud in stature

She does not suppress her intuition

For she is the philosopher by nature.

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Never Forget You
Nightspear

Now is the time we say goodbye

I see a tear drop falling form your eye

I hear the call it's time to go

Oh girl I'm gonna miss you so

No matter where I go no matter what I do

Deep down in my heart I'll still be close to you

'Cause when the night is long

I keep holding on

Hoping that you're thinking of me too

I'll never forget you

You stepped away into the night

The pain inside cuts me like a knife

we'll meet again it's meant to be

Each road you chose will lead you back to me

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BUCKETS OF SORROW

I HAVE BUCKETS OF SORROW

IN WHICH I WALLOW

I HAVE POCKETS OF LUST

BUT THEY'RE LINED WITH DUST

I HAVE BOXES OF DIRT

AND HATFULS OF HURT

SWIMMING POOLS OF SHAME

AND PACKETS OF PAIN

I HAVE ACRES OF ACHE

AND A SMIDGEN OF HATE

I HAVE A BARREL OF BITTERNESS

AND A LORRYLOAD OF LONELINESS

BUT MY LARDER OF LOVE

IS BARE!

MUDCROW

NOVEMBER 11 1998

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"Situations"

No matter how you get there, the results are always the same

can't even try and give someone else the blame.

it's all your fault

Don't know what to say

there had to be another way

things could've turned out different

you coulda shown more resistance

Nah! i think not

you think you coulda made it stop?

just wait till your in my shoes

then we'll see who disapproves

Sick of all your stupid names

I wasn't playing any games

it doesn't matter what you believe

I was the one who was deceived

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Angels Only Fly So High.

Lapsing into a high-strung confidence

Taken in by the flesh of another

boy.

Who places me up so high, oxygen seems to disappear.

Every breath i choke down,, taste like him.

Only being this high makes me see, Heavens golden gates,

Locked.

And I fall, because I'm only an angel those moments in his bed.

Pillows for wings,

My lips burning with our sins,

While Heaven floats away he pulls me back down to the floor, by my shoe strings.

Hoping that this angel will give him some more,

of heart,

of soul,

of endless lies, I do not know.

So i wait to glue my feathers down to my back, taking these shoulder,

Blades,

and flying away, to clamor up against heavens door.

Away from HIS reach, Hoping I do not become, the sins of my flesh.

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"Let me In"

I'm the little boy on the swingset all alone

All by myself, no love have I known

Everyone laughs, to scared to let me be

But if only they knew the inside of me

Sure I may have glasses and a brace on each tooth

But if only everyone else would only know the truth

To play with I can only have my toys

I know no friendship from the other boys

If only they knew the beauty waiting to be exposed

Then maybe they wouldn't leave the door closed

In God's eyes we're all the same

So is it a sin to breathe my name

Yes, I know it can't possibly be a sin

If you would only let me in...

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I sit here quietly trying to make sense of it all. Everyone around me is talking and screaming and yelling. I look around and feel very lost. My stomach aches. My legs ache. My head aches. Tears quietly trickle down my face. I close my eyes. I plug my ears. The noise still seeps into my head. It sounds more like a rumble now. A wild stampede rages through the room. For a quick moment, the room is quiet. That moment doesn't last long enough. I wish for a place that I am alone. It would be quiet. I silently disappear. I am no longer here. Maybe I was never here. Slowly, the tears build up in my eyes. I force them back. No one must see that I'm not the way they remember. I'm not the happy person that you thought I was. Alone in this room. Alone in this school. Alone in this world. When I'm gone, nothing will change. No one will look back. Nothing will be different. I will no longer be the happy face that you see. I will no longer be the sad face that you wonder and worry about. There's no one to talk to. There's no one that understands me. I'm all alone.

by carrie age 14

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This Place Of Old

I am here to waken the sleeping strings;

What a melodious tune it brings.

The vacant halls echo with the melody;

Drifting slowly, softly, so wearily.

The tune unwavering;

This place of old savoring.

Light drips down from the eaves;

Washing over the forgotten, and trampled leaves.

Winding, winding, anxious, astray;

Drifting through dawn, dusk, day.

Now I grow drowsy in this place of old;

the melody is still light, and bold.

This is my home, my bed;

It's amazing how Time sped.

It's odd I grew up in this forgotten place;

It's almost as if Time was in a race.

My eyes grow moist on faded memories;

This house the grays of the angriest seas.

Time replays my every year;

My family old, and gone , my life passes like theirs have here.

As I close my old eyes for the very last time;

I know this place of old will begin to shine.

Now as I was born here;

I shall leave here.

The only thing I want to know is;

...Why.. TIME...Why?

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"THINKING OF YOU"

I THINK OF YOU AS DAYS GO BY,

AND RAIN BEGINS TO FALL.

AS BIRDS AND EAGLES START TO

FLY AND TREES GROW VERY TALL!

I GUESS WHAT I'M TRYING TO TELL

YOU, OR WHAT I AM TRYING TO SAY

IS...

I THINK OF YOU QUITE OFTEN,

ALMOST EVERY HOUR OF THE DAY!

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Chronic

Once

You brought roses to my cheeks

And cherry water ice to my lips

Strands of gold for my hair

And silver sparkles for my eyes

Now

The roses have faded

The water ice has melted

And my silver and gold are worthless

As is my heart

Now that you've

Taken it

And placed it in the pile

With the others.

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SHAME OF MIDNIGHT

I came upon an old man

he was 99 years young

his arms flew as he leapt and screamed

staring directly at the sun

Despite a valiant effort

that flame fell from the sky

so he cursed it out for giving in

and leaving him behind

He's waiting at the crack of dawn

just to apologize

there's nothing like a starry night

beneath the midnight skY

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Cornered For Love

They're coming for me, I just know it.

Why, I couldn't tell.

Maybe it was the way I looked in his eyes or

the way a fell in love, but know matter what it was I did . . .

they come in great fleets to find me.

Didn't he tell them he loved me?

Or did he say nothing and turn away.

Oh, no!

I hear them coming!

I know I'll surely die tonight fore,

someone of my rank is not to love a such a man.

I wish I could tell him, just hold him and say . . .

"I was cornered and killed for loving you,

even though you did nothing to stop their mad search for blood."

Remember me and you'll always know what true love was.

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FANTASY

MY UNRESTRAINED IMAGINATION HAS TAKEN

ME WHERE YOU WANT ME IN FAIN BODY. A BODY THAT OF WHICH WOULD MAKE ANY

PERSON FAINT WITH EXCITEMENT AND CLIMAX. A FANTASY UNEXISTING FOR MOST HUMAN WONDERS. SOMETHING THAT MAKES YOU EXPLODE IN DESTINY

AND INFINITY OUT BURSTING ORGASM. THAT IS FANTASY WITH OR WITHOUT EMBRACEMENT. BY: MARY E STRAIGHT WROTE ON 9/17/98

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Lying in this infested darkness, you can hear the leaches sucking the breath out of which the pathetic life you've lived.

Vanishing whispers will give you no strength.

Praying to the indulging desires you create will bring no peace.

You are forever an anorexic child kept in a tiny stained glass box in which your maker has sent your broken soul.

You feed off of the memories you once had believed in, yet, no more do they hold your sickened conscience.

It's falling upward only backwards.

You can't erase it.

What's done is dead and unfinished forsaken.

I know your demonic secret.

I know your lethal cries of torture.

I can taste your pain crawling through your veins.

You caused this paranoia.

Your last petal has fallen in this frozen lake of betrayal.

By:Nicole Luques

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A POEM

I'm Tired. My insides feel like a knot. My hands are shaking. My eyes are hazy with tears. The whole world has past me by and I can do nothing.

that is why i feel this way. I know i can do nothing.

I can not brake through the brick wall that the rules and regulations

have put up around my life. I have not experienced anything for myself. Some say I am lucky. I say that I am trapped behind a wall that I haven't got the strength to breakthrough.

So I will remain trapped, watching the world go by and doing nothing.

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drowning in the sorrow of lost dreams

i am a puddle

disturbed by the smallest breeze

and made by the tears of loneliness

"please do not go",

i cry to every passing wind

they do not know they keep me alive

meddling in my past hopes and fears

i draw the storm close

hoping to join thunder on its endless journey

but reaching for my unknown fate

i fear i will become a star

whose light fades with every wish from a young heart.

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Love Of You

The waves upon the beach befriend the merging of the sands

as time descends upon the ending of the day

And as the parting sun relinquishes its ways

I long to touch that inner beauty in your ways

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i want to hold you and

kiss you

and tell you that its okay to cry.

i want you to cry on my

shoulder and ruin my sweaters with your tears

because i love you. i want

to tuck you in and give you Nyquil

on a spoon and rub your back

until you fall asleep in

my arms. i want to tell

you that the blue skirt matches with the grey sweater.

i want you to ask me what i want for dinner and can

these stockings be fixed or should i throw them away?

i want to run your bath and buy shampoo and comb

your heavy, wet hair after you've washed it.

i want to pull you close and press my thumb

against the small of your back and breathe

you in

i want you to love me and fill my mouth with your sweet taste.

i want you to want me.

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The trees that climb the great blue sky and the stars that glimmer in the night,

the sun down low beneath the snow leaves darkness so the moon can glow.

As nature chimes fill the sky with sweetness so sweet it will fill your mind.

You'll love the sound of the great winds howl,

which sounds like the call of an owl.

So when you hear the squirrels squirmy across the treetops you will know that nature chimes are calling.

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Fate
Kelly Krumholz

If I could take super glue,

And mend all broken hearts;

I would, but I couldn't.

If I could make people love,

And stop all jealousy;

I would, but I can't.

If I could only stop dreaming,

And look at reality with thought;

I would, but I won't.

The perfect world is round,

At our beck and call;

If we never get there,

It's not Hope's fault.

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I cant express my love for you, Words cant contain this flame,

only my hands But I cant touch you now, you've ran away

Its my only reason, my only purpose. To be your crying shoulder, your lifelong companion

Look through all of those rumors and harsh words, and there I'll be standing

All I want is you here, everyday and every night,

where nothings wrong and every things right

So, return to my arms, because I love you more than I can say

If not, the only one that ever loved you, will slowly slip and fade away

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sorrows boundaries have no home. travelers wondering with nothing to show. forbidden thoughts fill my mind. i refuse to settle with what destiny wishes to reveal. lost souls drifting through life. unhappy faces with no cures in sight. misery is the neighbor to all whom live in fear. fear is the unknown to all whom lives are held so dear. to curse my life and live in fear. that is no i. for nothing to me is dear. drifting slaves, their master is their life. blinded women becoming the lonely mans wife. i will not deny my soul of my sanity. i will not break my spirit to do what is known as right. forbidden dreams will become my reality. forgotten passions will fill my nights. crazed delusions is all many people will ever now. empty lives with no stories to be told. to lead the forever waited redemption has now become my life long goal.

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Regret
Martha Grover

Those spin-the-bottle-kisses

those are what she misses.

She lives in the echoes of their laughs,

the shadows and reflections of the past,

and all the years have faded fast

like her tattoo that has been cast

into the fray

of second hand negligee.

And tonight regret cant be put away,

like so many other hurried days

when time is a wicked game we play,

on tourists,

and old women.

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Like an errant knight I ride;

a fiery trail across the sky.

Upon my mount of stainless steel

tangibility fades, I am not real.

Time and distance, planes on plane

every which way to lay the blame

I know your way, and I know mine

either way seems just fine

Lack of caring, or lack of view

they think something is wrong with you

there is nothing you can do

contrasted like the sky: yellow and blue

Let your heart leap, let it wrench

sitting alone on a dirty park bench

but what is being lonely in compare

to the depths of depression and despair

Find your fire, find your light

through depression guide your sight

wallow in your unspent delight

through the day and into the night

Like a trail burned through the grass

a scar and scratch in your dark past

something you always dread to face

a weight on the load of your disgrace

play the rooster, play the cock

crow your distaste of the clock

let the volume rise and ride

like the flowing of the tides

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"Dead Under a Tree"

Under that big oak tree

I felt the absence of your touch

Some people don't deserve the truth

Do you think of me as such

Do I deserve to get what I need

Will you give it to me

Or are you consumed by greed

I guess if I was an angel

And I fell from heaven

I'd land on my head

You'd probably walk by

And leave me for dead

Because maybe you don't realize

You almost kill me sometimes

Because my heart beats for you

And you bash it till it turns blue

It's like you have this urge to betray me

But I can't stop pursuing you

Because I love you

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Forget...

Forget his name. Forget his face. Forget his kiss

and warm embrace. Forget his love that you thought was

true. Remember now there's someone new.

Forget the love that you once shared. Forget the fact

that he once cared. Forget the times you spent together.

Remember now he's gone forever.

Forget you cried the whole night long. Forget him when they

play your song. Forget how close you once were. Remember he's

close to her.

Forget you memorized his walk. Forget the way he use to talk.

Forget the way he made you laugh. Remember he's happy not sad.

Forget the times you talked on the phone. Forget the times you

were alone. Forget the way he made you smile. Remember now it's her

laugh, her smile, her hugs and kisses. You know that stuff you

should forget to miss.

Forget the way he made your dreams come true. Forget his gentle

teasing ways. Forget you saw him everyday. Forget the things

you planned to do. Remember he loves her not you!

By:Olivia Gallentine age 15 writen April 14, 1998- I will always love you Bruce.

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In the mirror of my thoughts

In the deepest ocean of my mind

There's a place so strange and wild

In the corner of my dreams madly cherished

There's you my dear friend

You who gave me hope and joy

In this world of fire and hatred

In this land where the black forces

Impersonated the worst against the good

These forces battle the evil in each soul

For the love of good

For the love of peace.

Deepest feelings of sadness in my mind

Always shine like the sun

This wild and warm magical ball of fire

Who keeps my soul breathing the freedom

This sweet feeling that my dearest mother gave me.

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as time goes on

so do we

we have grown close

close as anyone can be

i am lucky

to have one friend

one friend who i can trust

one friend who will always be there

they say you will forget

forget your childhood friends

but i don't ever think

i could forget your friendship

your friendship means so much

so much i cant describe

it gives me a feeling

a feeling i am alive

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WHEN LOVE FAILS...

When love fails it is the worst,

When love fails it feels like the first,

When love fails there is no harder pain,

When love fails you can feel the strain,

When love fails you can not hide,

When love fails it tears you up inside,

When love fails it is like your dead,

BUT THE TRUTH IS THAT IT IS IN YOUR HEAD!!!

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IN MY ARMS

Restore what you have left.

What a twisted night.

Capture what stands alone.

Release of an undeniable love.

What demands!

What questions!

A battle between what is real or fantasy.

Shadows lurk...

Insanity asking to come in.

Trust has been broken.

And you are on your own,

Running away from this creeping evil...

In my arms...

You are safe, once again.

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Missing Key

Time slowly ticks away, another moment wasted.

My love is missing, I ask myself "why?"

With a heart that is locked, and a key that is lost,

The days, weeks, and months stream by.

With a missing key, I will love not another.

With a missing key, I won't settle for less.

With a missing key, I go on with my life.

But when I lay down to sleep, I dream of his caress.

Though missing it may be, I will not cry.

A smile can mask the emptiness, it seems.

Do not pity me, unhappy I am not.

My tears you will see only in my dreams.

My life is not an open book, so they will never know.

But with a missing key, my heart's been locked away.

Though in my arms he is not,

In my heart he will stay.

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Remember

As I'm sitting on the beach,

Watching the sunrise.

Of colors, varieties of colors.

Pinks, oranges, and colors i cant describe.

As I sit here thinking of you,

I wonder why.....

Why did you,

You went there you drank to much.

Remember....don't drink and drive?

You must of forgot,

Because now i sit here.

All I have is memories.

As I watch the sunset,

I start to cry.

Seeing you behind my eyes,

But not in front of my eyes,

Because you forgot.

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"Addiction to This"

Breathing delay

singing underwater

chest painful bubble

creamy taste venom

popping eyes eleven

p.m. lonely.

Fifteen different voices

sounding variations of me

(Industrial machinations

pounding stereo surround)

licking steamy fingers

serpentine tongue curling

Breathing delay

sucking life, wet lips

your loaded eyes

swimming deadly victim.

You make me taste

the spiritual pain,

can't help myself,

I come back again.

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Sun pours through the empty glasses

Strands of gold fall around my face

As I feel the last strokes of day settle in

It's a long way to ecstasy but

Here and now I'll just take this

Sending frantic minutes off to rest

Hushing panic's roar to just a whisper...

and now nothing

Twilight crawls behind the trees

Waiting for the perfect moment

To snatch the fire from the sky

And simmer my thoughts

To a cool bubble wrapped in silence

And I'll stand above the grass

Bathed in orange light

Soaking in a summer's reflection

Nothing is so clear as the view

From a day wound down.

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I never really knew you

you were only just a friend

but when I knew you noticed me

I let my heart unbend

I couldn't keep past memories

They only made me cry

I had to forget about my past love

and give love another try

So now I fall in love with you

I hope you never go

I love you more than anyone

just thought I'd let you know

If you ever wander I don't know what I'd do

but you are your own person

just remember

I LOVE YOU!

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True Love

I believe that true love is a pearl

That God wears on a necklace

And people are in a race

In such a hurry

That they miss the grace

And they pass true love up

Others that find true love in themselves

Are rewarded with the greatest love

So have love in your heart at all times

Love yourself and your true love will find you in time.

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the world gathered in a shallow box

...the destroyer

he remains silent with words

lingers the pain

that laid deep inside of her

she creeps silently in the night

hoping to be heard

she's creeping in the night

alone again

speaks of her own

lingered in the hallways...

I WANT MY TIME I NEED MY SPACE

GIVE ME TIME TO ERASE..

THE SHALLOW MIST

EVAPORATES THE BID

THE CHALLENGE

FOLLOWED BY A

PLEASURE TOO SOON TO MAKE

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Nighttime

As I begin to fall

I wonder will I ever see tomorrow?

And each morning brings me joy

For being alive and living

And each morning brings me sorrow

For it's my last day for living

And I go on existing

Till my body begins to wither

Then again I die

And the day for which I lived becomes a vague memory

And again I'm falling

Wondering will I ever see tomorrow?

Still wondering if how I lived my life affects the direction of my fall

Where does my decent lead to, I not know.

And as I fall, my very soul gropes through what is vaguely known as time and space

And at the end of my fall

My eyes are opened to a place where my new but delirious eyes shape and color what wonders my soul has seen

And this morning brings me joy

And this morning brings me sorrow

For I am reborn

For today was tomorrow.

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How sad does

the sadness last,

after the curtain

is so gracefully

pulled.

No where but in

silence does the

cold nights come.

You dream of the

losses, tossing

and turning as

they wonder in

your sleep.

You fear that it

is real...the

nightmares that

appear.

Even when you awake...

you're panting and running,

like a scared wild animal.

The collision of fate

and loss, compound you

inside yourself...

losing control...losing

strength...you are an

endless end of never ending

ends.

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Darkness

Brings pain

Misery

Untold secrets

Darkness

Hides the

Bruises,

Physical ones at least

Darkness

Coming all too

Quickly

Quietly

Darkness

Anguish

Unclosing eyes

Unrelenquishing fears

Darkness

No one to turn to

Peacefully asleep

while the Child cries...

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MELODIES

There is music that I hear,

gentle whispers speaking

in the cool dark night

The words I hear

soothe my troubled soul

As the sounds get louder

I am awaken by them

and cannot regain my sleep

It troubles me until I am reborn

A soul transformed by the melodies

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WILL I EVER LOVE AGAIN

Will I ever love again?

Will I find a woman to call my friend?

Will I find a woman to call my own?

Somebody that loves me and can't wait till I'm home.

Someone that says, baby it will be all right,

Someone to hold me, as I struggle with the night.

Someone to laugh with, cry with and kiss,

Someone, when I'm gone, my heart will surely miss.

Hold my hand and do anything to please me,

Bear my kids, and want a strong family.

Is that too much to ask, or am I asking for too much?

Who wants to be lonely, I desire that soft touch.

At night I sit alone and I'm crying to God,

I'm the only one in my bed, why is love so hard?

He says be patient my son, and remember hold steady,

and I will send you your wife when I think your heart is ready.

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FLOWER'S FOLD

Love is dead,

Hope has died,

You have lied.

Flower's fold,

You were told,

Now there's nothing left to hold.

Well I guess it's true.

You pick me up,

You let me down,

All the while you f__ked me all around.

Now what do you do?

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Love is a red, red rose

I hold it in my hand admiring the soft petals

It is so beautiful that I could cry

Yet I must hold it gently, I could get hurt

For it has thorns that can poke deep into you

It draws blood as red as the petals

I drop it not wanting to get hurt again.

Love is a butterfly, just emerging from the cocoon

It is new and fragile

you cannot treat it roughly

it could easily die

But in the spring a new one is born

All the joyous color rejuvenated

Eager to start a new life

there is more but it will not fit

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The crazy boy thought art was fun

so he went out and bought a gun,

he coloured it blue then thought of red

then in to his mouth the cold gun he fed,

but something changed with the metal on teeth

so he went downtown and became a thief,

you see that poor boy thought life was fun

now there's little time because he's on the run!

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i eat passion

your clothing will eternally hang limply

from your lifeless frame

would you like a tasty morsel to eat?

no physical action...

no hunger... why eat?

god put you there

remain still, in your place

do you find peace in you drab surroundings?

i'm dreadfully sorry

i fail to comprehend your state of mind

i experience hunger

i eat passion

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Changes

Even though its been so long, I remember our first kiss

The way you smiled and the way you laughed

It brings tears to my eyes

I remember our first hug

The way you held me tight

Like you never wanted to let me go

But now that smile and those laughs are gone

You let me loose from that hug

Now my heart is stuck with you

Even though you have moved on

My love for you is growing stronger

I cant believe I lost you

For now I look at you and with such wonder

Wondering if I could ever be with you again

You will always be in my dreams

It will be just me and you

The way I picture we should be

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DOWNPOUR

WE STAND IN THE MIDDLE OF AN OPEN FIELD, FLESH AND HEART TOGETHER IN NATURE.

YOUR BODY MELTING IN MINE AS IF YOU WERE SAND.

YOUR HAIR STRAIGHTENED AND HUMBLED BY THE POUNDING RAINDROPS.

AS NATURE REVEALS ITS MAJESTY TO US I OPEN YOUR DRENCHED BLOUSE.

I SEE YOUR NIPPLES HARDENED BY THE COOL RAINDROPS SO I TRY TO PROTECT THEM WITH MY LIPS.

I FOLLOW A RAINDROP WITH MY EYES AS IT GENTLY ROLLS DOWN THE SIDE OF YOUR FACE AND RESTS ON THE TOP OF YOUR LIP.

JEALOUS OF ITS ADVANCES, I STOP IT IN ITS TRACKS AND TAKE ITS PLACE WITH MY LIPS.

I FOLLOW ANOTHER RAINDROP AS IT FALLS UPON YOUR CHEST DOWN THROUGH THE RIVER THE OTHERS BEFORE IT HAVE CREATED THROUGH THE SMALL CREVASSES OF YOUR WATERSHED BODY.

IT RESTS WITH OTHERS IN YOUR NAVEL.

THOSE TOO I AM JEALOUS OF SO I DESTROY THEIR PATH WITH MY TONGUE

I LAY YOUR BODY DOWN IN OUR NOW WATERLOGGED PICNIC BLANKET TO SEE NATURE COVER YOUR BODY WITH DROPS OF PRECIPITATION.

I CAN FEEL THE GENTLE MASSAGE OF RAINFALL BEATING ON MY BACK AS I ENTREAT THE PASSION IN YOUR EYES WITH THAT OF MY OWN.

THE QUICKENING RAINDROPS AIDE IN OUR RHYTHM AS WE TOSS AND ROLL, SUBMERGED WITHIN THE PUDDLES OF OUR ROMANCE.

I CLENCH MY EYES SHUT IN AN ATTEMPT TO STRENGTHEN MY OTHER SENSES.

I FEEL THE RAIN TRYING TO PENETRATE OUR ADJOINED BODIES, TRICKLING ITS WAY DOWN.

WE ARE SENT TO NEW HEIGHTS BY THE EMOTIONS WE ARE FEELING.

WE HAVE TRULY BECOME ONE WITH NATURE.

I WISH THE RAIN COULD LAST FOREVER.

DAMEON

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this poem is dedicated to my special someone(jay-r)..i just to thank you for being there when i need you...and i want you to know, no matter what, we always let each other know that we do love and care about each other. because whether it's across the miles you will be a part of my life...

I'LL ALWAYS BE THERE

and I'LL ALWAYS CARE;

I'LL ALWAYS BE YOUR FRIEND..

There are thousand things

i would like to be for you......

but one of the most important

is just being the someone

you can talk to....

There are so many things

i would like to do for you.....

and so many things i would

like to say and give and share...

But for today, i just want you to

know that i promise to be your friend

for life...

And i promise to be there for you

whenever you need me....

I'll Always Be There, and I'll

Always Care....I Love You My Friend....

***HANIE***

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I Feel

When I first met you, I thought you were the best

Because of your personality, you stood out amongst the rest

Everything you did and said, seemed so smart and funny

Those were the kind of qualities, you got without money

It took me awhile, but I figured out I liked you

Even though I never thought, that you would like me too

At fist you talked to me a lot, I never thought much of it

But when you stopped that talking, I missed that excitement

So many days I sat and stared, thinking of you and I

When my thought crashed to the ground, I only wanted to cry

I saw you with so many others, I knew it wouldn't be me To you I was just a nobody, a nobody who adored you so

The look in my eyes, the look on my face, that look you didn't see

Just how much I liked you, I don't think you'll ever know

Even when you looked at me, my heart would skip a beat

I wonder what I would do, if you did something really sweet

I'd cry with happiness, or scream with joy

Knowing that I shouldn't get so excited over one stupid boy

When you went through your girlfriends, sometimes I would cry

I only awaited the day, when they would say good bye

You had a bunch of girls, you could just choose and pick

Those of us less pretty, thought you were a prick

You had the pretty girls, but they never loved you so

Not like me at all, that you would never know

Even now, I still wait, I sit and count the day

Still my heart melts, when you look my way

By Jessica Hughes

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LOST

AM I LOST FOREVER IN YOUR HEART?

AM I THE HOLE THAT EVER SO SLIGHTLY OPENS IN YOUR MIND?

YOU NEVER PREPARED ME

YOU NEVER PREPARED ME FOR WHAT I WAS IN FOR.

I LOVED YOU, BUT YOU DIDN'T LOVE ME BACK.

BUT FOR WHY I ASK,

WHY NOT?

WE SHARED SO MUCH.

I FEEL AS THOUGH I AM IN A DARK FOREST

NEVER TO RETURN TO THE PLAINS.

WILL YOU PLEASE JUST REMEMBER ME?

THAT IS ALL I ASK OF YOU,

FOR I KNOW, EVEN THOUGH IT HURTS ME TO SAY IT,

LOST FOREVER IN YOUR HEART.

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WHY DO I LOVE YOU?

I KNOW THAT YOU AND ME CAN NEVER BE

I WISH WE COULD SOMEHOW

YOU HAVE THE SWEETEST VOICE

AND THE DEEPEST EYE'S

I WANT TO FEEL YOU NEST TO ME

I WANT TO HEAR YOUR HEART BEAT

I WANT YOU TO HOLD ME CLOSE

AND NEVER LET GO FOR THE REST OF TIME

I WANT TO BE SAFE IN YOUR WARM EMBRACE

AND FALL DEEP INTO YOUR EYES

IF I COULD TELL YOU

TELL YOU JUST HOW I FEEL INSIDE

WHEN I LOOK AT PICTURES OF YOU

I CAN'T STOP THE TEARS FROM FORMING IN MY EYE'S

ALL MY EMOTIONS HAVE GOT ME SO CONFUSED

PLEASE TELL ME......WHY DO I LOVE YOU?

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YOU
Amy Black

I don't know what I did to make you leave

But I really wish you were here with me

I'd do anything to win you back

No matter what the circumstance may be

But it seems that you don't love me anymore

So I'm going to leave my heart with you

Because I know I won't pull through

Without thinking about you

Just the thought of you puts a smile on my face

And brings a tear to my eye

I know it's best to forget about you

But somehow my mind always brings me back to thinking of you

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No One Knows

No one knows what I've been through,

No one can say I understand too.

No one knows the hurt I've fought through,

No one can say I've been there too.

No one knows the pain I feel,

No one can say you are not for real.

No one can make all this go away,

Like this appeared this way.

People say it'll get easier,

But it won't, it's been like this too long.

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OPEN MIC ARCHIVESMAY, 1999 - Part Six

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MAY, 1999 - Part Six