Poetry
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Poems
by Shawn M.
J. Mann |
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©2000 Shawn M. J. Mann HomePage: Quill Spirit and Creativity
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The
Sun will always rise from the East~ I
will always remember the sunset I
touch my pen to paper, ©2000 Shawn M. J. Mann ~~~ The
Banished Poet... so you ask why? Secrets
my eyes have seen, Once
I felt what could have been, ©2000 Shawn M. J. Mann ~~~ The
hurt inside bleeding out I
Howl... I
am a stranger. ©2000 Shawn M. J. Mann ~~~ I
woke up this morning Heart
heavy and sad, Then
I remembered with
memories of you. I
know there are no easy goodbyes I
fell asleep tonight, ©2000 Shawn M. J. Mann |
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The
Love We Know
Does my heart's call reach past Can you see me?
When you close your eyes and look into your heart, Can you feel me?
Is it my touch that caresses your face,
In the quiet solitude of your evenings, ©2000 Richard Huggins ~~~ Deserved
In the shallow past of time,
Never looking beyond
The place of things,
The heart seeks,
So easy it is to slide back to the dark, Still,
the Heart seeks, A
place in time ©2000 Richard Huggins ~~~ Crystal
Promises
Mournful sighs and misty tears,
So in your lonely garden,
For all the lonely hours spent, So
sit sad lonely princess, The
tears you shed, For
sorrows fade, like night does pass, But
now your heart is empty, But
love is like your garden, And
with the morning sunshine, ©2000 Richard Huggins ~~~ Blue
Eyes Do
I see forever here, Stars
of your heart, ©2000 Richard Huggins ~~~ Place
Of My Heart's Contentment Softly,
now I find this place, Gentle
world this, World
of dreams and forever visions, Softly
now I lay my heart here, ©2000 Richard Huggins ~~~ We
sit,
Warmth in open arm's embrace, ©2000 Richard Huggins ~~~ Whisper
thy sweet soul's song ©2000 Richard Huggins ~~~ Eternal eyes, Peer into this heart, See all that I am. Let my song ring lovingly Within the walls that hold you now. Knowing that to reach Farther than fate deems, Brings only pain. But as far as hope allows, Only joy. Worlds as different as night and day, Light and Dark, Find a common moment, Here among the untrodden paths. The sweetness of this kiss, Lightly lingering, Brings brilliance unbridled to our lives. Arms whose touch Offer only compassion, Reaffirm the joy of love Over the gloom of fear. Like a warm blanket, They enfold my soul, Softly teaching why we truly are here. Whispering deeply into my soul, The richness that love can bring To the heart willing to hear. ©2000 Richard Huggins ~~~ Swirling in whispers and magical hues, Warm sweet embracing and mystical blues, Crimsons, ambers, Passion's colors abound, Where once there were two, Now just one can be found.
Fears wash away, Life now retold. Like the flowers in spring, Each new day shall play out, Tender soft petals, Loves embrace sheds all doubt. Your soul's symphony, Brings my heart to this place, As we dance in the stars, Under heaven's soft grace. So here in these arms, Holding heaven so near, Lost in your kiss, The heart knows no fear. ©2000 Richard Huggins |
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©2000 WhiteEagle |
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Sweet Dark
eyes that sparkle in the full moon's glare
the warmth of her body next to mine
her smile could fill an ocean with peaceful calm seas
till the Father calls me home to his place up high
for you are the best that I have ever seen ©1999 WhiteEagle ~~~ I
once had a notion, that love was a potion |
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Poem
by Y
©2000 Y |
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Biography: I am Y. I have immersed myself in all forms of expression for the better part of my short life on this earth. I have played rock star and psych ward tenant, introspective poet and over-the-top audio/visual performer. I often confuse art with life, and vice versa. I am submitting written work because I am compelled to do so, not because I feel it would be worthwhile for the general public to view it. I have a body of written work that I have some insane, innate need to have out in the open. In all honesty, I feel that my work is juvenile and redundant, but it's true, and real, and I have little choice in the matter, anyway. I am guided by forces I can not possibly hope to understand. I am grey around the edges, and worn beyond my years, but continue to march, in hopes of sustaining myself through only creative endeavors, sometime before I die. Hope that was sufficient. |
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Untitled I
am molten. ©2001 Y |
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Poem
by Connie
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©2001 Homepage: http://ConniesPoetry.isSweet.net |
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i
communicate with you i
communicate with you i
communicate with you i
communicate with you i
communicate with you i
communicate with you ©Connie |
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