The raindrops thump unto the dried ground
I have passed by your sight
I have seen you near,
I have many times watched you
"With eyes so pretty
You are what dreams are made of
When I was born
The Lord has given me the courage
As time went by
But then I learned
And Thank You Lord
Amen
A poem by a friend of mine Lisa Marie
Rainbows popped from the ground
I hear a fainting faddy sound, high above the misty clouds,
"My plumage is stiff
They will come and i will wait.
My hand holds my pen in hardened pain
But i now sit with a withering soul
I am happy nevermore
Yet through the deafening dim
In tearing shatters
And i hold your hand
I kiss your lips
The world revolves
I wanna be the softened blanket
I wanna be the dream in your thoughts
Flickering faddy light
There is no moon
Bodies drift in faith
The day so sweet and mild
A coldened breeze blows by silently
My fingers senselesly type words my heart sings out
In the dream your hands touch mine
the brightness of these lovely eyes I have yet not seen
and as the warmly luscious smile rises upon my lips
I stare out thoughtless into the world.
Am I a wee bit too tall?
She has not yet seen
She has not yet heard
I wish I could have known you.
And what could love be?
My hand reaches out lonely to feel to feel the air
At the corner
At the corner
Where the rubbish dump ends
At the corner
the mayfly
distant horizons
unseen sorrows
sealed fates
it is to be a wonderful day
deep into may
the world reborn
the butterlly
awoken at last.
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Yet the rains Blow by
the heart shattered in piercing pain
his eyes scarred by the blinding strain
Her heart is like a distant moon
That shines far away bringing him only gloom
and the wind blows through his soul
and he wonders if he'll ever be in whole.
Maybe tis' his heart making the sound
maybe 'tis the pieces of his lost life
falling away without any strife
maybe 'tis the sound of the wind
that brings cold without any hint
But maybe 'tis just the rain thumping
thumping like his heart pounding
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Dream(-Continued-)
and watched you from a distance
watched your eyes in many instances.
Watched your silky hair without a hat
and your cute lips
that make up that pretty smile.
many times with no sweet words in my mouth
queitly wishing you'd turn and look south
and then smile, bringing into my heart some light.
Then felt crazy things like fear
Sensations so crazy they made my heart hip-hop,
made my tongue twist into a scared knot
and the words somehow just refused to flow out
and smiled at myself,
then felt so sorry for myself.
words so sweet and soft
And a smile as bright as the sun..."
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Godly love
The Father above,
Gave me a pure heart and soul
To be a disciple of his Love.
As I was growing up
I was given a sip from the Holy cup,
That represents the Holiness of his Love.
To over come the need,
For material things
As well as Greed.
And my life went on,
I commited a sin
And I thought that all Salvation was gone.
That God has forgiven me,
And given me a Spiritual Key
To his holiness once again.
For all thats been done.
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Spring?
From the sky a light comes slow
showing a flowing glow.
no more winds blow
even the melting snow
has started to flow.
thier petals in sizes could be found
and now the glen is filled with sweet sounds
filled with horrid sounds
of panting saggy hounds.
then low in the shady trees.
I am sure the hounds feel a sizzling fizz
now that the ducks have come to roost
where the men come to boast in the snow to drink and boast.
and i'd my nest gladly give
to the sparrow or woodpecker
but since they never show any manner
i will sit and rest my wounds,
in wait for sparrow and maybe even the owls.
They will try but this time hey will never take
this withering nest that is mine
and the flesh om my bones shall only be pecked by I"
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Missing You
Under the red-blazing sun
i sat for an hour or two
my heart wriggling in bitter vain
Sporadically searching for a bit of fun
Yet my thoughts torn apart in icey woe.
The thumping of my heart only adds to the strain.
For now the love i once knew was gone.
that once knew laughter in all its whole.
I now fear my life and strifes
shall be devoured by the coldness
Tha has fallen upon me in great saddness.
and i'll miss you forevermore
But now under the red-blazing sun
I will sit all alone and dream no more.
(written 1993 high school)
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Lightning
Below the darkened loom
high above the gusts
of windy doom.
Below the angry mob
thundering and plundering,
Clouds of flooding doom
Heave and slyly bully
the weakened town beneath.
and clubbing tubs
of shattering rain drops.
Firstly seen but not heard
a blinding mesh of a webby flash
rips the sky taunting the town beneath.
a flash of fire
cracks the heavens.
A whiplash of shocking strengths
reaches and tries to grab
the town below
yet withdraws
recoils
and prepares for yet another night.
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Thinking of you
The world revolves
and rains passby
we fall in love and ask ourselves why
stars hang high along the sky
like festival posters along lonely walls
run with you along the wet sand
and i close my eyes
and you fall with me into my dreams
the winds blow by
and the snow has passed
and you take my heart
I hold your hands
and you take my love
I kiss your smile
and we fly away
the rains passby
We fall in love and promise no to lie
stars hang high along the beautiful sky
like valantine cards along happy walls
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Snow Rose
Take me, hold me, i need you i wanna be yours.
I wanna be the pocket pen you hold with your little hands,
Be lost forever in your care that never ends.
I wanna be the feathered pillow on your bed
That you rest your head upon when happy or sad.
Slap me break me but don't let me go,
For i wanna be in your hands forever more.
That hugs your smoothened body evey single night
Or the spectacle over your eyes
That enjoy the brilliant sight
Of your beautiful blue eyes.
Hold me, hug me but please don't let me fall
For i may never know how to get up.
That you cherish and carry with you everywhere.
The sweet melody that you listern to
and smile at in enjoyment.
I wanna be the little itch in your heart
That so irresisterble makes you giggle even when said.
Take me, hold me, i need you i wanna be yours.
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Falling down
While the rain stummers
and the thunder hammer,
the hurling trees shimmer,
the shadowed skies whimper:
The great thudding tears angrily fall
Pounding against the asbestos roofs and tin walls.
Glows dimly in a struggling fight.
A weary finger scrathes a head,
Afiery pen stabs furiously across a n empty page.
No brightning sun.
The sky covered in burned out stars.
The fire in the house is weak.
He is cold.
He has no love.
His thoughts are meek.
His try is no more bold.
His heart blindly seeks
the fire
of thoughts once written
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Love
The day mild,
Thoughts calmly wild.
Tranquile and bright
Patient as death
The sun pours its light.
Hearts pound in wait
Love is lost in haste
lost in waste.
Juste un autre jour
and maybe we'll find joy.
My thoughts so calm yet wild
Patient as death
My heart waits for the light.
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Lonely
thoughts of you mildly
burrow thier way throughout my mind quietly.
and the warmth from your words fills the drought
taking over my life and my head turns south
to a place far away where stars shine bright upon your lovely eyes
and I fall in love...fall into my dream...with you by my side.
and a sensation passionate and sensual as sweet rare wine
surges like angered fire through my soul
and my life and all its whole
is taken deeper into this innocent fantasy with you.
probe spontaneously through my heart as though keen
to take away these desperate yearnings,
place into thier places pleasureble sensations,
indescriberbly wonderous emotions too.
and volts of fatal electricity throbs within my veins
I loose all myself to you and give my heart 4 u to keep 4 keeps
and the dream becomes a part of me
and I.... a part of you.
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Is it my fault?
I wonder what my hands had typed,
were the words too simple too empty?
was the meaning pointless or hazy?
What could I have said?
that this stranger who knows me not
decides not to write back
could it be the colour of this flesh
that covers my soul in black?
what should I have said?
what could I have said?
the innocence in my eyes,
the gateways to my lonely soul
the soul that is I...
...passionate and sincere.
the tone of the words I speak.
Not even sensed
the joy that hovers in the realms of my heart
joy that maybe only she could unlock.
Yet this little princess who knows me not
has judged and barred this lonely fella
from knowing the sweetness of the soul...that is her.
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WHEN
Sitting I look into my cup of tea.
I see my face.
Quietly and intently I listern
hoping to hear love’s pace.
I open my eyes wider to see love glistern
yet wider and wider I cannot see.
yet the air is cold and lacks even a penny of trace
of the love they told me I could find.
I hear a whisper twittering softly from behind.
It is a couple smiling warmly, holding hands.
Shyly I ask if they've found what I’ve searched for in all the lands
and cutely smiling...
thier eyes brightly sparkling,
they turn thier heads to each other and magically kiss.
I turn my away
I walk away
and hope I will find the way.
for now, love, whatever it may be remains but a sweet wish.
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Crazy old lady
where the street ends
and the rubbish dump begins
and the town comes to a descent,
there is an old lady singing a song
about the days gone by when she was strong
and not yet a mourner.
where a dwindling church stands
she remembers how she married her man,
how she christened her sons
and how she got into bed and layed
each single night in content
knowing how happy they stayed....
when she was not yet a mourner.
and the grass grows tall...
She remembers how she buried them after thier fall.
She remembers how they screamed in pain.
She remembers the town's folk that came in tons
...to slaughter them for no gain.
She remembers the fire that burnt her hands,
the fire that ate her sons ans Stan
....................her man,
For something they had'nt done.
Where the street ends
and the rubbish dumb begins.
A lonely hungry lady sings
and people call her crazy.
But i was there
i remember the terror
.
I tried to help...
i lost my home
i lost my car
i lost my leg.
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