Lilly Moon

by Tony Thomas

Dancing girl, why do you look behind? Wild

Glancing eyes, scorning the pursuing wind.

Rhythmically, round your thighs a serpent ties.

Cyprian, what is your gift to us? Lovely 

Naked sea virgin without modesty,

Uranian, silver bell, cockleshell.  

Eve, why not to your Adam cleave? Even if

You don’t believe that wickedness must come, 

Calamitous, apple bite, no respite.

Ghost woman, why do you stand and stare? Through

Corncockle eyes, earth's skies seen from the moon,

Hyacinthine, waxen flesh, frozen breath.

Grisly shade, what are you waiting for? Bare

Breasts adorned with rowanberry crests, 

Adamantine, sickle moon, suckle soon.

Ragged maid, what do you want of man? Fair 

Your lime bleached hair, a sea of golden rain,

Labyrinthine, wicker cage, fire's rage. 

Dark eyed girl, why are you crying? Under

Periwinkle skies rent by peacock's cries,

Mistress divine purified by fatal sign.  

Belle dame, what Saviour do you pray for? He

With purple brow crowned with bloody black thorn, 

Arbitrary death, chest torn, women mourn

Lily Moon, what bloody rites have you seen? Queen,   

Your holly lair a sea of waving green,

Sanguinary, waxy sheen, women keen,  

Rending hair, Living out their hopeless dream,

Unto eternity.

                                                                              No more

I can’t describe the pain I feel inside,

I trusted you and now these feelings I can’t hide.

How could you do this? How can you hurt your best friend,

You took so much when I had nothing to lend.

I love you but those words seem like a curse,

I am just a person who cares but you toss me around like a purse.

I never did you wrong even though I have told you some lies,

This is the moment I can feel my heart die.

I still believe because loves as strong as hell,

I was starting to raise up but you shot and I fell.

The tears just keep falling out of my eyes,

But good guys always finish last and this is just no surprise.

It’s not all your fault because I’m crazy too,

There too much blood to stop I don’t know what to do.

If you only knew how I really felt about you,

Sometimes I put on a front but I know it’s true.

There much more to say but I can’t face the words,

So bye for now I’m going to fly with the birds.

WHEN?
Paige Justin

Is this it then?

All i want to know is when

All this hurt and pain

Is making me insane

I hold

But am not bold

Still i try

Still living a lie

All this breaking me down

All i want is just to hold the crown

Pain and hurt

Is all i feel

Jealousy and anger is all that is real

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You Know Your Right
Mohan Reddy

You held my heart in your hands yet never heard it beat

I try to understand myself

Gazing into your eyes

The mirror of the soul

Reflects a deep apathetic heat

I lost myself between innocence and ignorance

Belief in a greater truth was of no consequence

Impure to my actions, thoughts and convictions

When my soul died and your mind took over

I contradicted genuine emotion

Reality bleeds the deceit of my dreams

I am now saturated with what u want me to be

The arrival of yet another false dawn

Is shrouded by the clouds that hide tomorrows sun

Yesterday fades further into memory

And shall only be uncovered by future waves of hypocrisy

I refuse to live the way u live

Yet I will die as u die

A machine has no heart to give

As the one it took was mine

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THE EYES

Sara A. Phillips

Ever watchful, always spying. Seeing deeper than you or me. Looking deep into our souls. Finding secrets you didn't even know you had. The eyes of others searching me. Seeing things I hide from them. They eyes of yourself can be dangerous too. Just seeing what's around, and where you are, could kill you. Don't let your eyes or they eyes of others get the best of you. I know how you feel, because they are watching me too. They never look away. Their eyes follow me wherever I go. You can't get away, and neither can I, because they always watch.  No matter how hard you try to hide from them, they always find you and break you with their haunting stare. They've followed me from the day I was born and show no sign of stopping. Their eyes will follow me until the day I die. They look at me freely and follow me so easily, but when my eyes turn towards them, I can't follow. So I'm stuck to live my life and be followed by the eyes of all others living on this Earth. Just like you. Your eyes don't follow me like all the others, because the others follow you too. Maybe we could meet. I've seen you and how lonely you look under all their eyes. Maybe we could me friends and follow each others eyes with our own. Then we could hide from the eyes of others because we have our eyes together. We will hide together, without the eyes of others following us, because we are together, forever.

3:00 Am Flux
By Peter Van Kauwenbergh

 

Plasmatic purple flux at 3:00 am

As slylloplomyc vistogaglia flows through the window into my forehead

Transforming into cylomonic data in my mind

As I stir quintanovas into my coffee at the kitchen table

I go stand before the open window

And dreel opsonomic lilies into the night in return.

LOVE STORY
   B G '01

i will always love you, listen to what i say

i still love you, now your going away

though i love you, your not here today

and now i miss you, my heart is in dismay

there was nothing i could do, to stop you anyway

no matter how hard i try, they always go away

i just need you here tonight, to show me i'm ok

mow the story fades, and i'm left here in the dark

i've seen better days, but they all seem to far

gotta pick up, move on, gotta clear my head

but i know when i'm done, just like what i said

no matter how hard i try, they always go away

i just need you here tonight, to show me i'm ok

Heroes of the night
-dave quick

Heroes of the night

work round the clock to keep things right

given just a badge and gun

into the heart of danger they shall run

to ensure the peace we have grown to expect

while receiving lots of disrespect

they're a breed of human like none have seen

strong, brave, and usually kept clean

some work in the open for all of us to see

while others work in the shadows of the trees

they've mastered how to fly, and to change their shape

but they get to wear a badge in exchange for a cape

they have learned to stop a bullet using their own chest

and make riots cry into their own arrest

when driving down the road villains run in fright

cause they know they stand no chance

AGAINST THE HEROES OF THE NIGHT

That Tuesday
Rusty Etherton

A city awakens, The workday begins

A second, A Blast, a Flame

and in seconds thousands of lives perish

Perish in the Fire, Fire burning Red

HELL on Earth right before our eyes

On the streets below People running for their lives

Tears of terror, horror, and of sadness

Screams of children, women, and men

People jumping from the burning building above

And now the Giant Building collapses

Papers flying in all directions

Once someone's desk

Crashing to the ground

Glass falling like rain from the many windows

crumbling on the concrete streets

Time passes and people stand and stare

Missing their loved ones

And tears still drain our very hearts and souls

With love for my country!!

MY LOVE FOR YOU

Emily Clark

       

        You showed me how to love when no one else knew how

         You’ve taken me places I’ve never been and opened up the door

         You showed me what love’s really like, wonderful and grand,

         I want to spend every moment with you, holding the palm of your

        hand

         You’ve taught me how to kiss, and told me I should dance

         You’ve cared for me so specially and given me a chance

         You showed me how to be myself and say what’s on my mind

         You’ve reached to places in my soul I thought I’d never find

         I want you to remember how much you mean to me

         More than anything in this world, the ocean or the sea

         I want so much to tell you exactly how I feel

         You are the sun, the moon, the stars and my love for you is real

The Admirer

Robert E. Spalding

He rose rapidly to meet the dawn of a day so now present that he could feel the very essence of its own heartbeat.

pounding forth, gaining steam to meet the unending course of man

waiting expectantly for that one chance moment

forever felt and unyielding in its ability to allow him rest.

Faintly felt the morning of measure,

a day, oh yes, yet a day of unknown expectation, of want, of need,

loosed now his very soul to feel, yes perchance, to know in one moment

what so few know in a lifetime of moments

to know the unknown measure of her affection.

Stirred now by the need to be part of such a grand design, yet to pause

And perhaps catch his celestial breath at such a thought

“Could it be her?”

and to know that one very moment when her entire being is captured

by the veil of his affection.

As time dispensed the day he pressed himself to the eminency of the time

yet to be but so long sought and to wonder

if the lasting seconds of contact would be felt by one so possessed

of beauty and adorned so lavishly with the very kisses of the gods

would she ever know of the intensity of his ardor?

Time passes to the very moment of transitory acquaintance

and marches on as an army of unsought allies to a moment

when having met all measure, she passes, and with a glance

gazes past and strolls on into the night

unaware of even his innermost passion to know her.

WORLD
lisa coplin

                        THIS OLD WORLD IS LIKE NOTHING CAN'T BE FIXED BUT A FAMILY. BUT EVEN AT THAT THERE IS STILL SOME OPTIONS TO MAKE. WHEN SOMETHING GO'S WRONG I JUST THINK TO MYSELF AND PRAY OUT LOUD, TO MYSELF, OR WHISPER, TO GOD, JESUS, HOLY GHOST, OR AND. [ MEANING; BOTH, ALL, OR JUST ONE.]. WELL I GUESS I WON'T HAVE TO KEEP UP WITH THIS WORLD MUCH LONGER, BECAUSE I'LL BE GONE WITH MY SAVIOUR. [PRAISE THE LORD!!!] WELL I'LL HAVE MORE TO READ ABOUT LATER BYE  

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brittany mather

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Loni

The next OPEN MIC ENCORE III July, 2002.