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flee from me keepers of the gloom...
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58 years old
IntoTheNothing, Hawaii
United States
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10/15/2011 19:25:46 |
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Mahler, Bach, Beethoven, Brahms,
Mozart, Tchaikovsky
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The Hobbit, The Lord of the Rings
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Writing: Poetry, Short Stories, Novel Writing(1)
Jewelry: Designing, Jewelry Boxes
I.
Would you die
for me
Poison
bitter or sweet
Hemlock to bring you
to your knees
Would you die
for me
Impaled with
a mighty blade
Dying helplessly
at my feet
Would you die
for me
II.
I would die
for you
Though our love
is bitter sweet
It is like none
I have known before
I would die
for you
As your dagger
pierces my flesh
And all becomes hopeless
hear the Nightingale sing
I would die
for you...
would you die
... for me
For Adam,
inspired by Shakespeare
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It's a fleeting glimpse
A sudden sense... clarity
Then reality
~
for real~
the knife went deep~
my heart in hand it bleeds~
the pain of goodbye was not meant~
to last
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WinterRain
the winter rain falls
and like a beautiful song
it calms
this wounded
soul
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a feeling of
a thousand lifetimes lived
sharing wisdom from
a time so
long ago
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there are days
when I'm fluttering
through life
just as innocent
as a child
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sometimes sadness
turns as dark and deep as the ocean
it's easy to hide tears
walking through the drops
of rain
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the cause
can be my greatest passion
if only to save one tree,
one creature, one man
a step into the light
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a mother I nurture
wiping the tears from
a crying child's face
or hold her in my arms
just because
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laying here with
my greatest love
sharing secrets
and laughter
my king, if just for awhile
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and I live life
sometimes... to the fullest
sometimes just to live
deep breath...
and the winter rain falls
Mirror
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I find solace here on
hallowed ground
a druid queen, hippie chick
looking in an a christian world
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searching through
layers of me and memories
am I mother, poet... lover and wise
the child inside still holds tight
to the sorrows of times long past
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alone I've walked the miles
through folds of grey and white
wrapped in blue sky
listening to the wind rustle the trees
taste the rain, wash over me
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shyness sometimes keeps me
from grabbing the brass ring
a search for perfection
that wants everyone to
fall in line
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at the best of times there are rainbows
I'm loving life and children and... things
the worst of times come
I can hate to live
and drag myself down into the black
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not afraid to reach out, knowing
grabbing hold of those who will listen
are strength and words can reason
until the light burns my eyes
and I know it'll be just, alright
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for sarah
thanks for pulling me out of
dark places
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Nikola Tesla, Jesus, Zahi Hawass, John Waters, Edgar Allen Poe, Tolkien
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