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Thursday, May 26, 2011
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Ice Tear Drop
She sits alone near the lake
Once happy here
The seasons change
And it is surrounded
By dead trees
And frosted nights
She revisited
In hopes, that the
Lake had unfrozen
That the waters shone again
But all that was left
Was her tear drop
Sliding across the ice.
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Monday, May 16, 2011
Deep breath
Time taken to write a story
Words carefully spoken outloud
Hidden silent within times spaces
A hidden frown, a nightmare finally said so proud
One key typed after another
Depicting a horror nightmare to unfold
Something that was to be visited
In nightmares, in visions, in turmoil, untold
Alone, frightened and suddenly fearful
This is not supposed to happen; especially to me
The sickening memory to stay with us
Shared silently; here let it be
And really there is nothing that can be done,
Apart from share it hear amongst friends
Describe the horror so eloquently
A silent tear drop, the weight carried as it ends.
Words carefully spoken outloud
Hidden silent within times spaces
A hidden frown, a nightmare finally said so proud
One key typed after another
Depicting a horror nightmare to unfold
Something that was to be visited
In nightmares, in visions, in turmoil, untold
Alone, frightened and suddenly fearful
This is not supposed to happen; especially to me
The sickening memory to stay with us
Shared silently; here let it be
And really there is nothing that can be done,
Apart from share it hear amongst friends
Describe the horror so eloquently
A silent tear drop, the weight carried as it ends.
Friday, May 13, 2011
In those million grains of sand
I wonder if you still think about me
As I sit here and listen to our song
The one you did not know was ours
Staring at numbers on a lonely street
Sitting across from a cafe that you
Will never see
Embarking in something
You will never know about
Did I really scare you that much?
That you could not call out my name
That you would rather run
Than cross this road with me
There is truth
There is such a thing as love
May you find your cloud
And may you find your crystal
Within those million grains of sand
As I sit here and listen to our song
The one you did not know was ours
Staring at numbers on a lonely street
Sitting across from a cafe that you
Will never see
Embarking in something
You will never know about
Did I really scare you that much?
That you could not call out my name
That you would rather run
Than cross this road with me
There is truth
There is such a thing as love
May you find your cloud
And may you find your crystal
Within those million grains of sand
Saturday, May 07, 2011
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