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Sailing on TearsThe molten light of day Gently slips into the water The earth’s breaths Rhythmic Cause the salty tears To rise and fall An undulating patternSailing on Tears
The life giving petals of the sky Fall upon the Mother’s grainy skin
Accompanied by the silent sighs of existence The singing begins; The sorrowful moans and howls Match the ebb and flow Of the mournful dirge As the skeletons of life Dash against the shore
At the brink of the water Standing on the frame Separating past and future The cusp of the present Caught in the tor
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FollowedI love the quiet solitude of the forest, the hues of green and brown, the sunlight dappling the grass, the gentle rustle of the wind through the trees. I can walk quietly lost in my own world, and often do. One particular morning I was walking softly and introspectively in a small wooded area near my house when I came across a brook I had never seen before. I had just moved to a new area, far away from my past. I wanted a new start I kept telling myself, a chance to live my dreams. Although in reality I was running away. I had made some awful mistakes, and horriblyFollowed
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Mist PoemThere is a little girl Standing in a fieldMist Poem
Shrouded in mist Lost and alone
The air is still A single sob Resonates through the silence The sound travels, fades and dies
Slowly, gently the air begins to move Swirling, eddying around the girl Wrapping a cloak of mist around her Warming her soul
Out of the darkness
A hand of pure light is formed Beckoning, calling Held out to help the girl
This all was long ago, But the girl remembers reaching out Taking that hand Not knowing what was coming
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Cats Dresses and PianosShe opens the creaking door And sneezes at the dust Rising from the floor Forming spirits from her pastCats Dresses and Pianos
She shuts the door
Leaving the gentle breeze outside And looks around at the silent house Slowly coming to life around her
She climbs the stairs Searching for her life For the past For the future
She passes the first door
Knowing it is not right Drawn forward Down the hall
Past cobweb covered piano Phantom hands begin to play At her presense A favorite melody long forgotten
She enters t
by ~asapphiremist
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- Current Residence: NJ
- Interests: writing reading music
- Favourite movie: Field Of Dreams or Sweet November
- Favourite band or musician: Dream Theater, Jars of Clay, Blind Guardian, Symphony X, Frank Sinatra, etc
- Favourite genre of music: Anything but rap or country, esp Christian Rock and some Metal
- Favourite poet or writer: Poe is good ^_^ my list is too long to fit, so we'll just leave it at that
- Email: asapphiremist@hotmail.com
- AIM: ASapphireMist
- MSN: asapphiremist@hotmail.com
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