"My Mother Said"
Ty
My mother said she was African
no matter where she stood.
You could take her feet off African soil
but you couldn't take her African good.
My mother said her mother
was the mother of civilization
you could take her name, cause her shame
but you couldn't take that salutation.
My mother said my melanin
was a gift and I should be proud
she said ripeness of hue, is God's gift to you
your personal protective shroud.
My mother said my hair
like Samson's represented strength.
She said one shouldn't hide, their race pride
the power's in texture, not length.
My mother said many things
and most I put on a shelf
but one thing is clear, I can still hear.
Son learn to love your self.....
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A Haiku from Suburbia
Bela Selendy
clean basketball hoop
garage door sealed shut - faint
sound
of automobile
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I AM A FLOWER
Mary Peterson-Bagley
i am a flower, newly opened
dew falling softly from my leaves
in the morning dawn, not quite fully awake
in the warming sunshine
but with petals stretching, stretching out
sighing with newborn sight
beautiful deep down inside
down inside my delicate petals
my color deepening slowly
slowly as i stretch, stretch and open
to show my inner beauty to the world
but always with a hidden center
my core protected by fragile petals
opening slowly, slowly in the warming sunshine
with dew on my leaves
not yet fully awake
in the morning dawn
newly opened, i am a flower
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My Last Elementary Teacher
Naylord
My teacher loves us like her own
She writes us letters day and night
Her name is not to be told but she knows
that she's the light of my day
I love her dearly and make wishes as big as pizza for her
She's so brilliant everyone knows her name
We love her so much we stick to her like
SUPER GLUE
The only problem is that this is our last
year with this cute as a kitten person!!!
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TeleVision
by kristin
your world is trapped in a box
hundreds of channels
hundreds of worlds
on the couch all day
from wake up to sleep in
from golf tv to mtv
tv your friend
clicker is your friend
travel anywhere right in your couch
your world is trapped in a box
isolated from the real world.
Real trees. Real people. Real crime. Real stars. real animals. Real machines.
Real World. Real Life. Real Friends. Real Feelings.
Step out of your one seated airplane and Step into the real world.
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" HEAVENLY BREATH "
© Dec 3, 1994
By Bill Lightner.
He whispered my name and gave me life
He captured the wind and gave me breath
Then sent angels so precious to open my eyes
And blessed my heart with the gift of love
I shall not remember my fathers house
But will dwell with him in my earthly spirit
For he has given me the courage to follow a dream
And the wisdom to know which path to choose
The sun is my warmth as I wake each day
It restores my body with a heavenly brilliance
The rivers run wild and quench my thirst
And the green grass gives me a place to lay
I will love my earthly mother and father dearly
For they shall be my guiding light as I grow
We will one day walk that distant valley
And rejoice as the heavenly angels welcome us home.
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When You Lie
Jessica A. Border
You drink this substance,
That you can't control.
You tore apart the family,
You tore apart my soul.
You live on this liquid,
Like food for a fish.
No dreams in the future,
No one last wish.
Separate lives,
Is what we live.
You took all we had,
You never learned to give.
Your words left scars,
And hurts far and deep.
You'd drink away your pain,
While watching us weep.
You'd smile at disgust,
And hind behind the wine.
You'd bring out hidden anger,
That would only evolve in time.
Your eyes were shields,
And your words were knives.
You'd kill anything close,
Taking all souls and all lives.
You took shots,
Like killing deer.
But instead of animals,
You'd kill people near.
The poison that you drink,
Is tearing us all inside.
But it's the pain you cause yourself,
When you lie.
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Glitter Rain Part One
by Ani Paschke
I have been seduced by angels I have given you all that I am
And you do not answer, where are you hiding
Do you delight in my torment
Does my arrogance of the spirit cause you to laugh
until your body trembles and the rain falls
I have written my name across the sky
I cry to heaven weeping tears of frustration Do you see me?
I'm the one bruised knees The one with the broken heart
I cry to heaven, a love song in every tear That falls from blind eyes,
I cry to heaven in the hopes you will see that I worship joy
And that in doing so I devote myself to you
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I want a man like I want a car
Strong, Sturdy,
Dependable,
travels on many terrain.
And with time,
I get to know his sounds
Know when he needs a tune-up
or an oil change.
Not to flashy,
but when I look at him I proudly say:
"That's my Car!"
Michelle Lempert
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the thick green smell
bubbles
into our mouth
and with sunset eyes
we see the world anew
and then comes home
and them come the sad eyes
then come the motherly lectures
come the fatherly lectures
and the sense of aging
cabbage6
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Old Man John
Thairen Finley
In ragged dirty clothes,
Which he wears everyday
He sits at a park bench
To pass time away
People walk on by,
Without even a glance.
He's a sweet old man,
If they would just give him a chance.
From a brown paper bag
He pulls out some seeds
"Here come the birds,"
"They've come to see me!"
Out of the blue
Up walks a child
With innocent blue eyes
And a warm loving smile
Needless to say
The old man was surprised
In seeing the child
Stop at his side
He looked down at the girl
and asked her name
"My name is Sara"
And she asked him the same.
"My name is John"
He had replied
"I sit here and feed birds"
"Would you like to try?"
So she sat on the bench
right next to John
They both scattered the seeds
All over the lawn
For the following hour,
They both fed the birds
"Sara come eat."
The little girl heard
She then turned her head
"I'll be right there"
She looked down at the birds
Which were everywhere.
He said "I had fun, Sara,"
She said "I did too"
"When's the next time," she asked
"That I will see you?"
"I'm on any bench," he replied
"Here in the park."
"I am usually here,"
"From dawn until dark."
"Ok," she had said.
"I'll see you later on."
They both waved goodbye,
And then she was gone.
"Thank you, dear Sara,"
Old John had said.
He began to feel tired.
So he then rested his head.
He laid down and he smiled
As he smiled he cried.
For within the next hour,
Old John had died.
Even though he is gone,
His spirit is still there.
He soars with the birds,
In the park everywhere.
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our breath
-Marette Ecoff-
Like the sweet ocean breeze
Sweeps across my back,
Drifting throughout my entire body,
Spreading you energy into me
Spinning me all around,
Dropping me back to the soft sand
That your energy has created.
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Bombay
Richard Francis
Losing my senses over you...dreamlike and sensual
slipping away into troubled sleep...drowning in waters too deep
fathomless and mysterious
fading away like a silent prayer...an unfinished symphony no one will hear
the echos of my heart distant...faint...a canvas utterly devoid of paint
patient... awaiting the first brush stroke
Losing my faith in fickle fantasy...the sepia and teknicolor in Joseph's coat
was it love, truth I saw in your eyes...they say the camera never lies
looking but never seeing.
touch'd by your magic...undone by your grace
you made the embers glow in flame...I feel the lust...I feel no shame
to hunger for your moistening love
Losing my religion over you...I sin as I touch you, hold your hand
draw you close and feel your breast...your soft hair silky on my chest
and know all demigods have died
I felt you speak...I did not hear...the words flow'd silent from your eyes
of love and loss...like wasted tears...wishing I could kiss away your fears
like a gentle summer breeze
Losing my senses over you
dreamlike and sensual
slipping away into troubled sleep
drowning in waters too deep
fathomless and mysterious
fading away like a silent prayer
an unfinished symphony no one will hear
the echoes of my heart distant...faint
a canvas utterly devoid of paint
patient... awaiting the first brush stroke
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Bombers Moon.
E.P.Rivera
An old-fashioned Bombers Moon breaks the dark horizon.
A flight of p-40 mustangs slices the air between heaven and earth.
An undisclosed mission, targets yet to be defined.
An old-fashioned Bombers Moon, a guiding light that leads the way to a
future filled with either glory or defeat.
An arial display of courage, honor, life and death.
And when the battle of good and evil, right and wrong, has been
won or lost, all those that survive, will know with familiar clarity,
as all survivors do, that at another place and another time,
they will once again find themselves flying between heaven and earth,
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POE-TRY (GO FIND IT)
Chad Hall
I'm sick of read
-ing these compil-
ations and anthol-
ogies
They're all full of the
same bull crap
same good lines
same lousy whines
When's the new revo
-lution of verse
When can I re
-ad a poem that
blows me awa
-y,,, one that real
-ly says some-
thing
I ain'
-t one for fan-
cy words
So gim-
mee a poem
w/ vio-
lent words
gimme a poe-
m that make-
s me feel abused
because we all love
brutality
so gimme-
e a poetic dic-
tator
to rule me
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DISTRAUGHT DESTINY
HOTTIE
As Fury defeats Passion
I understand why
I DON'T LOVE YOU
My emotions run rampant
but not in the right
DIRE-CTION
We cannot BE TWOgether
We fall fail succeeding
In MISERY
We dont see I to I
differences are sameness
and Like wise
People we are not
meant TWO be.
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The Best Medicine
Mathew Marceau
Something squeezes my mind
in its massaging grip.
I try to remain focused.
Yet these thoughts
are forced
into a frenzy.
Advil
for the occasional twinge
and throb.
Pills of pink Paxil
for this cursed imbalance.
A friend comes forth.
Honesty his gift.
Reunion is pleasant.
The brain...
calm. Feb. 97
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To the place of peace and innocence
To the place of beauty and color that I miss
To the place of hope and security
To the place that everyone wanted to be me
To the place where I was always free
To the place that played the biggest part
To the place that made everything start
To the place that was formed straight from my heart
To the place that was different and fading away
To the place that was corrupted from choices that were made
To the place that is unreachable to this day
To the place that has long forgotten its way
To the place where time was always long
To the place that taught me the eternal lesson
No matter what we think we've always been wrong
mood124
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Fluff Goddess
Mark Pruitt
Like Goddess born fluff, she swirled, whirling and twirling.
Rising one moment, the next to light - resting gently upon
the smooth walnut surface of the breeze way chair.
Life stands motioning in the corner, the future stands in the
distance, impatiently tapping his foot, his voice muffled only
by the big band sounds on the radio.
Foreign memories are these,
more ancient than the lines in her white wrinkled hands.
Farther still than the deep set of her chocolate covered eyes.
She waits to be released once more to the wind.
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SILENCE
Andy Hamilton
Silence,
the loudest noise
the lonely
will ever hear,
enough to give,
anyone a good scare.
That's what it is, silence,
and it'll always
be there.
So much gone wrong,
in life's loudest song,
but when nothing
is near violence,
silence,
can be the greatest fear
that any person
will have to bare.
The amazing human scare,
silence.
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Adore
William Ottens
i vividly found myself falling
between the depths of popularity
and of being a social outcast
i tried to climb back up
but i kept falling down
like the mercury in a thermometer
in the middle of December.
my loneliness is just another
black cloud rolling by
in the storm which bubbles my mind
don't worry about me
sweet mother of mine
in the middle of the cold dark night
i won't let the darkness overcome me
the fire inside my chest
is still burning strong
for those who adore me so.
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"When I first saw you"
by: Alan Slavens
When I first saw you,
I felt my world move.
And when I saw you--
Oh, right then I knew...
We would never be apart.
For you I'm on my knees,
Come hear my beggin' please.
I Love you
More than anything.
What can I do...to prove to you,
My Love is true?
When you're here,
I'm cryin' out your name.
Tryin' to ease this burning pain.
I guess what I'm tryin' to say is,
"I Love you in every way, and I want you--
I need you to stay with me all my life."
Just close your eyes,
I've got a big surprise for you.
I Love you,
More than anything.
What can I do to get you to wear my ring?
I Love you,
More than anything.
What can I do?
You know it's true...I Love You.
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OCTOBER
by Tina Murphy
SO NOW YOU KNOW
AND HOW DOES IT FEEL
DID IT HURT YOU BABY
LIKE I HURT BABY
DID A PART OF YOU DIE
AND WITHER INSIDE
DROWNED IN THE TEARS
THOUGH THE OCEAN WAS DRY
LOST IN A ROOMFUL OF PEOPLE
ALONE IN THE DEPTHS OF YOURSELF
WITH THE PLEASURE
THERE COMES THE PAIN
CAN YOU WALK AWAY
AND SURVIVE LIKE
I CAN?
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My Dear
Jennifer Lee
My heart beats freely
As I feel you approaching
I'm silently screaming
At the thought of not knowing
Love is very clear
Even though I'm blind
You're like a stalking raven
Corrupting my mind
Black as the raven
Though love is very bright
You vanish from me
In the silence of the night
My thoughts have combined
And are only of you
My soul is in a trance
From your deja vu
Even though I'm still blind
Love is always clear
My one and only true love
Is you, my heart, My Dear
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Escape
Mable Benton
Though the words I want to breathe
Will not escape my mouth
Though the love I want to feel
Will not escape my heart
My mind longs for a love that is real,
My heart longs for a feeling words
Won't be able to describe
I can only dream of the love that I have trapped inside
My mind shouts to my heart, but I don't think my heart can hear
My soul is at the brink of the black hole where my spirit seems
to be lost
Though the words I want to breathe will not escape my mouth
Though the love I want to feel will not escape my heart
I long to be found, I long to be rescued by the spirit of love
and my soul to find its mate
I just long to have the words and the feeling of love to finally
ESCAPE!
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~The Noise of Insanity~
Heather Duncan
All I can hear
Is the sound of my own screaming.
The harsh, shrill tones,
Echo in the walls of my head.
Why can't they hear it?
Is it just me?
Am I the only one destine to be tortured by this shriek?
It seems almost silent to them.
Nothing more then the faint brush of a whisper.
And now I realize
This noise,
This deafening cry for help
Exists only in the depths of my insanity.
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Suffer
by Ryan Merket
step up...
looking at me, wishing to be, everything, cant you see
climbing to the top. living to be better then me.
talk all your shit, don't back out now, i will finish you off
don't tell me to stop, bleed, bleed, all over me
its over now.
bring it on, any time, every time, you will lose
everything you said was fake, living the life that that isnt there.
..
suffering for a moronic cause, you bled for nothing.
c'mon! i aint through yet! get up, pay the price
you started now END it! find the strength, live it up
shutup, put up, cough it up, sweet dreams
you want to be nothing you will never be, make it bleed
suffer! suffer! suffer!
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The Run Away
susie q luccier
He makes me want to run and hide,
but I need to know him deep inside.
There is something there I can not see,
something inside him that wants to be free.
I know we share some similar pain,
and I know by sharing it just what we'll gain.
He keeps his feelings locked away,
and if your not careful about what you say...
He'll turn and run and lock you out,
I wish I knew what that was all about.
Someday when I gain his trust and his heart is no longer torn,
A great and awesome friendship will be born.
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Burning Dreams
Don L. Striker Jr.
You look and see blue skies overhead
Everything is going your way
So you lay down to rest in bed
Which turns in to a painful day
You open your eyes and all the smoke you'll see
The fire burns of red fear
Grab the children, you and me
Time to go, leave no one there
As you watch your dreams burn
And emptiness fills your soul
Now the only thing you yearn
Is to once more be whole
All your hope going up in smoke
All your memories in the flicker of the fire
All you had was your dreams and hope
And as you watch the fire rise higher
Now you've came to the end it seems
Cause now all you have is burning dreams
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Carousel
-Patricia Thompson
The child at an innocent age
Such a child with a dream
And a childhood all her own
The carousel which she rides
It goes round and round
To the tunes of harmony and joy
There are cries of happiness
Children laugh
As the carousel spins
To a sweet melody
Children ride
On horses
On lions
And chariots of elegant beauty
To the shimmering pole
With pink and gold ribbons
The child so grasp it
And rode the radiant steed
Such a childhood dream
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No words
Searching for the feeling,
feeling with no words to describe,
tongue tied, confused, anxious,
searching for the feeling,
anticipating the feeling,
loving the feeling,
of wanting you
Hillary Belden
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Letting the Inner Out
by Tiffany Hammer
age15
Often when I feel hurt, discouraged, scared, or alone,
I go to that place where to me my true feelings are shown,
It there inside my heart that I may begin my to turn about,
and finally allow myself to "Let the Inner Out."
It is then that I begin to understand my emotion.
and then ask Jesus to help me, and his healing hands go into motion.
Then I am once again free.
The lord is my healer, and when I'm blind he helps me to see.
I can't explain how it all works. Only one thing I know for certain,
Is that when I get to that place with a humble heart, My heart that stings,
will soon be free, and healed. Because I have asked the Lord with a quiet shout,
To please help me to "Let the Inner Out."
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ONE FOREVER
ELENA. BARBER
Locked away from the evil, captured
by the good. Changing. She is changing.
The look in her eyes, there is something
missing. He notices the change.
He notices her changing. He can't
figure out what is happening. He
thought she was safe with him. He
guesses he was wrong. She has
nightmares. They awake her at night.
She awakes screaming. He comforts
her. She cries hysterically. She
changes more and more everyday.
Today is the day she will have
changed completely, he knows it. He
contemplates his thoughts. She didn't
awake him with her screams. She is
not in bed. Where is she, he wonders.
He gets up and begins to look for her.
He finds her and begins to cry.
She is gone from him now forever.
She left him a note: "I did this for you because
I love you."
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"A Very Special Friend"
I need a friend, a friend I can trust,
One I can hug, one I can love.
A friend that's there,
When everything goes wrong.
A friend there to sing me,
A happy song.
A friend that will listen-
To all the stories, I have to tell.
A friend that will trust me to bare,
Their secrets they need to share.
I need a friend, A friend that's close.
One that I can love,
No matter what she says or does.
I also need a friend that can do,
Those very things for me too.
I think I found that very special friend,
In you!
I love you,
Reynada "Lynn" Feeter
c. 6-9-98
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A Promise Made Is a Promise Kept
by: Adam Blanks
You ask if I will be here through thick and thin
And I promised you until the end
You ask me if it is you I will always love
And I promised my love ongoing, nothing is above
You ask me if my interest in you will lose
And I promised it is you in which I choose
You ask me if I will see it through
This was and is my gift I give to you
You ask me if there will ever be another
I promised you it will be us forever
You ask if it is you I will always desire
And I promised you there will be no one higher
You ask if you could have my heart until my dying day
And I promised you that I would have it no other way
All of these promises I made will never go away
All of these promises I keep and take to my grave.
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Suspended Dreams
By Patrick Murphy
I saw you there, standing in the light.
You were angelic, in the time we spent.
We were sparkling, like champagne
in moonlights I've never witnessed before.
I suppose I realize my poem is a
dream suspended in air.
Magic in my heart holds it there.
I feel refreshed with the night
and light as the wind,
Free as the seas, and
bold as the mountains.
My dreams are in my heart.
Waiting, waiting for you.....
Suspended waiting for you.
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HONEST LOVE
TRACY CHICHESTER
What is it that he does that makes my heart skip a beat?
Why is it when he's around I can hardly speak?
How is it he makes me feel like I'm the only one,
Yet when were together its nothing sexual, just fun
Then suddenly, out of the blue, the fear sets in
The fear of one day soon losing him
I know I have made mistakes in the past
but I felt I was ready for a relationship that would last.
But I was mistaken, the love you had for me was not real
You played with my emotions and body and thought all was well
But I fooled you, I am a strong woman with a strong mind
You will not take or misuse anything that is considered mine
I've given you a part of me that I never knew I had
I loved you and cared for you even though you treated me bad
I know I'm not the most perfect person in the world
But I am a goddess, not a girl!
And I know you care about the soul and the heart
But the mind and body are of the same part
I don't curse you for telling me now, your "true" feelings,
Because a communion made of lies, is on I can't live in.
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That mistake
Angela
I never really realized the affect you have over me.
It's like when I look at the stars, I know you're looking at the same ones,
but you're not looking at them with me.
I always think that maybe it's just a dream to test me,
but the truth is, this is my reality. And my reality seem so to not
include you. I'm not sure how to deal with the simple fact that I have to deal
with this and not shed the wicked salt of my tears when I know,
that you're what I need and you are who I love.
You have this affect that makes me lose my breath-
makes my heart skip a beat- and makes me remember...
that I was the one who gave up and lost everything in a split second. and I don't think I'll ever be able to live with that mistake.
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AND MY BODY WHISPERED
suzy fiorentino
He i met in the moonlight
his eyes i felt on my naked skin
pale face
long arms
silent type
and my body whispered
brown eyes
sad eyes
thoughts sleeping on frowning lips
there he stood
eyes tasting mine
and my body whispered
gentle hands
that touch my skin
lift my face
we join our lips
the heat that swells
and my body whispered
the night spent in his arms
so safe, so calm
the lightning kisses
i drowned in the wonder
his precious breath brought me
and my body whispered
AWAKE !!!!
and i am
that night is gone
your heart murmurs
your body left cold
that night in the stars
alone
he made my body whisper
i'm sorry.......
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With You I Am Alive
binger316
W- whenever I am with you, I feel alive
I- its Like taking a breath for the first time
T- time, I would give everything for to be with you
H- having you here by my side is all I need to live
Y- you have caused my person to see new dreams
O- only you have brought the warmth into my once, cold and shattered self
U- unbounded, now I am certain you the one
I- I am alive because of your love
A- and now for the first time, I feel whole
M- my love you are the sunrise that awakens me each morning
A- and also the sunset, which tames my soul each evening
L- loving you and you loving me
I- is an experience of eternal love
V- verbal expressions have only half the meaning
E- everyday minute to minute, hour to hour with you I am alive
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WAR
By Carla Beattie
She cried for her family, torn apart,
Parents and brothers, all dead
Why did she live, why was she left?
They should have killed her instead.
She could just imagine the fear in their eyes,
did they KNOW they were going to die?
What went through their minds just then?
Why? she wondered, why?
She cried for her town, that now stood in ruins,
Scarred by the pain of war,
Buildings reduced to burnt out shells,
With a body at every door.
Even though the war was over,
that didn't mean a thing,
her family was dead, consumed by the fires
of terror that war can bring.
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SURVIVOR
dmarie
Protected, embraced,
comforted by the long and limber boughs
of my weeping willow tree,
I caught a glimpse of hope
Camouflaged, veiled,
obscured by white lace and flawless ruffles --
The fragile plant sat proudly
upon the windowsill
Dust-covered, damaged,
dull, her dime-store pot, carelessly broken --
A very curious place
for beauty to flourish
Shadowed, beclouded,
shaded, her thin stem twisting toward the sun,
begot a peculiar pose --
Courage Personified
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My world is unclear, unpredictable, and forever changing. Never give up on life itself. Doing what others only dare to dream. For time will always be memories.
For the past, we are the future. For the future, we are the past
Stephanie
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"Beauty Rolls"
Michael Card
Beauty rolls like a flower by seeds,
As the sun shines and the soil feeds.
Ripples of water drops and a sky of blue,
Green hardened grass on the morning dew.
A sky shines and clouds roll by,
With the wind that blows and a tree that's shy.
A field of gold, and a tree of green,
With thistles blown, that must be seen.
Brown branches roll with the sky grey,
Watching the leaves in shadow roll away.
With a prancing heard so nearby a foal,
Watching the beauty and watching it roll.
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What we fear.
Christopher Rodgers
Why darkness abyss fear you,
What open vast dream of death,
What souless minion searches?
The drifter fills the empty tomb,
The Sorcery of mystical thought,
The oracle of forbidden words,
I am .
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The Comet
Glen James
Through the empty expanse of space
the sole, solitary traveller careens
past the bright heavenly bodies
and nebulous places, few and far between
never touched, only seen
on the lonely way.
Speeding towards something,
perhaps a cacophonous crashing
into a greedy, gluttonous globe,
or continuing
on with it's solitary sojourn
into the vast, devouring void.
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Still Pool Reflection
Jason C. Krueger
8-31-99
With a yellow complexion I catch your glimpse,
and stare at the blame in the corner,
or in the water a twinkle twice has been all,
touch one´s life and change their reflection,
where your past meets my present,
and everything moves to a point of stillness,
or a pleasant pause in my soul,
crying doesn´t hold a place at heart here,
pure wonder in a reflection, is all my life is,
not one tragic tear shows nothing,
no running away or worry of the day,
no something it was or will it be tomorrow,
it´s all inside you as the object of looking,
and should it be something to think of twice,
would only mean life is lying to you,
and soon comes death after a second still wonder,
when blame stares at you from the corner,
when life moves too rapid without a pause,
or in a pause it was when you try and touch it,
to change a reflection that wasn´t really reflecting,
but refreshing you with love,
and with what's right and wrong, how come, and is it gone,
showing your life not the way to go, but the way to leave,
putting all kindness into one last breath,
as I kiss your reflection hello.
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Season Passing
Virgilio de Carvalho
A slight wind, from the north,
rustles leaves, blows them
through a red sun, scatters their colors
before the light: gold and yellow
across a purple sky. One by one
they fall to earth and gather
among crickets, whose cries
are, in this world, so quiet.
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Suspended Dreams
By Patrick Murphy
I saw you there, standing in the light.
You were angelic, in the time we spent.
We were sparkling, like champagne
in moonlights I've never witnessed before.
I suppose I realize my poem is a
dream suspended in air.
Magic in my heart holds it there.
I feel refreshed with the night
and light as the wind,
Free as the seas, and
bold as the mountains.
My dreams are in my heart.
Waiting, waiting for you.....
Suspended waiting for you.
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"Dismissed"
shantel
A glistening tear runs down my face
Because you don't care what I feel
Your heart is cold like steel.
Suffering and pain
Your words inflict on me
But of course you don't know
Your life is pain-free
You broke my heart once
And I'll bet you would do it again
I want us to be together but we can barely be friends
You give me such pain
To be truly divine
But of course you don't care these feelings are mine
My feeling don't matter
I'm not important enough
To even cross your mind once
And if i don't like it.......tough
You're too good to be with me
I'm just a lonely girl
But of course when you need me
I become your love toy
I need this.I need that
That's all you seem to say
But what about what I fell
Oops i forgot.I don't matter anyway
The earth revolves around you
That's how you seem to feel
You talk about our friendship
But I don't think its real
You use me for this
You use me for that
Guess what This crap is over
And that's a fact
Your insensitive words
They hit me like fists
But you know what
That's over now cause
YOUR DISMISSED!!!!!!!!!!!
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FOOL HARDY
DUSTIN LAPRES
In Her Memory
Dead rose,
Black was visionary,
When in my hand,
Soul white,
And kind as vicadin,
If she's on my time,
With only one finger,
Fourth from the left (Left Hand),
That ever meant anything,
Dead rose,
Red was burning,
When she received,
Love lifeblood,
And duly noted,
Was the intention,
With only one finger,
Fourth from the left (Left Hand),
That ever meant everything,
Dead rose,
White is remembrance,
If it's in my vase,
Sweet heart,
Was white as turpentine,
But pressed between my favorite pages,
Dead rose.
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Enchanted Attachment
Brenda Michelle Murphy
He came to me
on parted seas.
I called out his name,
My heart to blame
for this love I feel.
My wounds doth heal
by the touch of his hand.
His stroking grace,
a loving pace
doth move my heart
and now we part.
A painful tear
too much to bear,
killing me in time.
Crying lonely tears.
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The Meaning Of Love
Jennifer Stanley
What is love?
Love, is a very strong feeling
from your heart that never goes away.
Is something that you feel deep down
inside of you.
Each and every day
it gets stronger and stronger
toward the person that you love the most.
Love is when:
you share things with your loved one,
share feeling
and most of all the love
that you have for one another.
That's what is the meaning of love
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When you wake up from your sleep
cause you've been nearly comatose for so long
you never think about what you are missing
just why it all passed you by
When you arrive at that place
your have found that people can be so unforgiving
you stretch and turn, you walk away
fearing you might remember those old days
When you were young and you fell asleep
staying so long and clinging to that moment
Then you tell yourself you can't go on
and you end the story there.
annie gratrix
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DELTA TRIOLET
Joy Carter Wilson
I'm just a dreamer
Sleeping while awake
Drifting where dreamers escape
Wondering what dreams are made of
Wishing for a flood of dreams
To drown me in its streams
I'm just a dreamer
Sleeping while awake
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Secrets
Jucky
His face contains secrets
There the world is hidden
Beneath his eyes lie the answers to desperate prayers
Behind his lips lay the whispered conclusions
by authors long dead
Softly folded in his hair are the mysteries of the pyramids
Of birdsongs and Atlantis within his silken night
Shrill predictions once sung by prophets
create the roses on his cheekbones
And floating on his breath there drifts the meaning of life
And on that ocean, sweet love, there sails my heart
Drifting on the secret rivers, your sea of riddles and dreams
There my spirit has settled
Waiting for you to find me
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deja vu?
sat 8.14.99 copyright*annabella
harris
is this a dream
or an awakening
that draws me to you?
is it whispered secrets
spoken softly in the breeze
what wandering path
have i chosen
that lead me here to you
a translucent vision
i've seen somewhere
in another time
or place
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Love is..
mary fels
Love is blind,
we only see
what we want to see.
Love is deaf,
we only hear
what we want to hear.
Love is mute,
we don't say
the things we should.
Love is a feeling,
yet we seldom
show feelings at all.
Until it is too late..
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Autumn
KARNI
When you walk outside the door
Be sure you listen just once more,
Once more the sound of click,clack, crunch,
Click,clack, crunch
Like leaves that sound like high heels on a ballroom floor,
As I stand outside, I hear the wind
Like a long roar.
Slowly everything is as silent as a mouse.
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Brothers
Jermarcus
Brothers come in every size
Small,Medium,Big,or Huge
That is your Brother
Brothers are like moms
because sometimes they help you when you need it
except when you make brothers mad.
they start to get crazy, especially the younger brothers.
Little brothers are like chicken pox that never go away.
And big brothers are people
that leave home right away.
Big brothers are like support from your teachers,
that teach you about a boy's life.
You better love your brothers to death,
because one day they might leave you.
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Absolute Cerebral Fantasy
by A.N. Other
Free flying in this cosmic slipstream that is death as we love it, aspiration from the Creator, never dare call to the grim mechanism beyond the free barrier, freedom is cheap for it will always keep, for there's just a fantasy, a human element, a philosopher named Euclid, this does not prove the mathematical calculation from those hedonistic tendencies, free spirit does always, win it, prove it, show the bright blistering blotter beam burning through chemical wonderspace, like a deep moan in this barren home, overload from above, just guess the spiritualistic characteristic walking from the rotating axle, talk, rhyme, ring, find, bring free love to me for I only use what I can't abuse, need another imaginary canary in these green filled out fields of Haarlem, read with open eyes for you don't need fears, just euphoric tears of overwhelming consistency that make up the rhythm freeway, angel from younger years, remember the Wonder Years, with the jeers from hell, who knew Paul was that weirdo grandson called Maryiln Manson, cousin of Hanson, mmm bop, fuzzy walkthrough continuation motion movement, laugh and be happy, and it may sound crappy, but I can't really change a nappy, talk about the guilty being inside my head, it seems to be cultivated from the receptor energiser, drinking tizer, wearing a visor, with the super higher magical nature billionth element of infinity, thoughts in a slipstream don't let them come between you and I, just don't strain your brain as we will on that train in Spain, confusing junglelistic physical energy from below, I don't know, it don't rap, it's crap, don't strap for drugs are crap, take away freedom and see below the external feature, let music move your soul, burning deep in the eternal heap, wizards and warlocks, Barry and Pete, commune with the capitalistic war cry of down with red and go to bed, dream of the magical future unyet made, feel the astounding peaks of nature's internal beat, to compete with the shadows in my head, I just said you read about Fred in 64.
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