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The Poet's Forum #7 - December, 2000
In This Issue:
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~Editorial
~Poetry
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so some say
to make others happy,
in every way.
Hello there, everyone. Pardon the cheesy little verse there. Well we have entered December and the 7th issue of The Poet's Forum E-zine. This month there shant be an article, sorry, our writer is taking a much needed break, but fear not he shall be on the scene next issue. As for our seventh issue, we are introducing the poetry of Ronald Oliverria. He is the newest poet here at the Poetry Forum and we hope you all help him feel welcome. Well, without further ado, enjoy the read.
In the "Poetry" section of The Poet's Forum there will be a few poems
showcased for readers. Poems will
eventually be placed in respective
galleries of the Poetry Forum.
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by Jennifer Cantu
Anticipating my last dawn of breath
scratching through our windows
seeping into dust
after and after life's little test
and where do we begin to breath
when do we reach out and touch
how do I grasp on to something so small
yet hold so much
and to my despair
I swallow my pride
only to wither in my own self made bliss
I have nothing to hide
I have nothing to share
and would this be my day?
if I settled for less
if I took in everything and put
it to rest
could I let go of something so deep,
could I watch it fall,
my own insecurity
my own self-doubt
could I let it overlap
could I doubt my own self-happiness
you look so beautiful
in your devious way
I kiss on a kiss
and beg you to stay
Valor, The Blackened
Journey forth this sea, so cold
Valor the Blackened is the name I am give
Our vessel, she bears the name of God
Behold we have come to our set destination
They behold a man drenched in black from head, heart, to toe
The Holy Cross upon our ship is set ablaze
Thinking
Deperate for thoughts
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by Gino Sanchez
Bound for pilgrimage of utter pillage
Our ship of Holy blessings, seen of
Carries within stall-ways of pure a and wretched fiend
Known by name, my inner intentions of greed
Sworn to Holy vows, forever broken
I journey on this ship of pilgrimage only to plunder
Our shield it is the sanctions of the Holy Cross
This be our most vile of strategems, to pretend
That we sail to spread the word of God, in reality st wrath.
The land known to those who inhabit it as Norway
These land's open embrase or Holy Masquerade
I watch the wenches, watching me from their scopes
With hair long, manged and as dark as coal
A demonic smile etched upon a barbaric face
These fools have now noticed the Lord's disgrace
As in deep red slaughter our ship is engaged
We have enflamed the masses in God's false name
For we are blackened, and Valor be my name!
by Ronald Oliverria
I search to a mind
Going around to the side
Never to be
Why can't I see
I want to die, to fly, to dream
I scream out loud, I want
to howl but I don't
Yet I won't
I cry a bitter tear
I want to be not here
but I won't, I can't
I never shall.
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And now we're saying good bye to this year, but hey a whole new year lie just on the brink, happy holidays.
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