Month: January 2013

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“ While I Live ” ~ to not forget ~

 

The while I live,

Help me now

To not forget,

Afore I reach

I’m not to feel

Being near,

Or ever more

Able to hear

A voice so dear,                                                             

Nor taste again

The love of you,

The while I muse

Be cause regret,

Precious days

I might neglect,

To tell of ways

I loved you then,

The while I lived

This side of when,

Till I should reach

That quite place!

 

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“ Winds ” ~ of pol unrest ~

 

Of pol unrest

Be errant quests,

Like wailing winds

Whines its chagrin,

He weaves to lure

Around held sins,

By any means

In whiny oracles,  

Meant reel us in,

To so align

The ill elects,

Who will connive

For his convene,

Like shifting winds

Of partisan idiom,

Will blindly be let fly!

 

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“ The False Embrace ” ~ of a soulless creator ~

 

What wants create

Ends in sad ruse,

The mooted worth

Of a creator

Deprived of soul,

Who fails instil

A heart to hold,

The beauty

He would fashion,

With false embrace!

                                                                              ode to duped believers

     

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“ Brother ” ~ just for a time ~

 

I heard it said

Men’s fortunes died,

And later read

Near nation wide,

While few survived

Were to have cried,

Brother please

Can you spare a dime,

Alas a prelude to the times…

 

It’s now my stead

Afore I’m meant to die,

Or you’d have read

About my defunct hide,

Tho I shan’t beg a dime

Might you not now

Allow yourself to doubt,

Another’s take

On our alleged debate,

For soon too we be gone,

So spare the while alive

Just for a time,

To be that brother mine!

                                                                              ode to a lost brother

 

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“ Earth Space ” ~ in a deadly race ~

 

Pending we find

Before our space

Evaporates,

And spent

Ourselves in time

At carnage rate,

Ignorant of plight

To desolate

What we have left

In a deadly race,

Too soon reduced

To depleted space,

Of carved out caves,

We surely face

A dire need to stave,

Forces waiting hungrily

Like lowly knaves,

Who’ll greedily engage,

Our precious space,

Albeit by then our grave!

 

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“ A Dream ” ~ without end ~

 

I’ve a feeling

I’m tumbling,

In a dream

It would seem,

So explicit

It screams,

Of emotions

In nightmarish

Proportions,

When of sudden

Time halts,

The while I run,

Tho anchored in place

In a body not mine,

Yet frantically numb

Has me frozen in time,

In a dream without end!