I came down from the mountain,
Still covered in Winter's snow
I thought I was ready for Spring
But the warmth of the sun stung my eyes
and the green shoots bursting through
Earth were like needles through my heart
I thought I was ready for Spring
But I missed the cold of Winter's kiss
I went back up the mountain and
Found my heart frozen beneath the ice
Where I laid down beneath Winter's snow
My page is currently in progress... hopefully will have it completed someday.
I started writing poetry in September of 2005. Never thinking poetry was something I'd enjoy, I'd not ever considered writing or reading poetry. A friend said I spoke very poetically and encouraged me to write down thoughts and feelings. I discovered that I enjoyed creating these pictures with simple words...having the ability to capture thoughts that swirl around inside my head. I am learning some forms, but am more interested in freely expressing myself. The words inside my soul beat with the rhythm of my heart, bound with thoughts and ideas all my own. I realize that my internal beat will not match yours, so I leave my words and thoughts for you to interpret as you will.
There are three passions that drive me; love, knowledge and sorrow. Im a sensual being with a passion for love in all forms, constantly in search of knowledge and wisdom, and caring more for all the worlds sorrows than I'd like...the cry of the hurt or helpless always brings me to my knees.
A creative being, with an immortal soul, seeking awareness and a higher level of existence.
Although I have had many things thrust upon me in this live, I am the keeper of myself and my soul. I have chosen how to respond and live my life and am driven by passion and creativity, constantly seeking like souls to share this journey with. The greatest lesson that I learned in this life is how important it is to tell each person how much they mean, to let people know when they move you…not to let people you care for simply fade away.
Below are some poems written for me by some wonderful people. Iohagh is a beautiful young woman who invited me to be a pixie in Pixieland, Wolf Mancini surprised me with the third poem, DarkChildsKiss is the Queen of Nevermore, and I am the princess of this realm. She is a powerful, creative and beautiful queen. Mairi Bheag is my AP sister, a wonderful friend and mentor. She is an enchantress and never fails to amaze me with her talent. Be back to finish this later...
Acrostic "drmergurl"
Drmergul whispers love into you ear
Reaching past mankind's wagging fears.
Most listen to her magic words
Each morn they wake repeating wisdom heard.
Royally this Pixie Princess sits in throne
Great are her muse and crystal dust roam
Urgent is mankind's need for her truth
Requiring mankind return each night for sooth.
Love is your Pixie scepter, quill and proof.
by Iohagh
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Acrostic Moon Fae
Moon Fae is a Pixie Faerie Lunar Sprite who arrouses at night
Over the world she looks about where to sprinked dust so light
On those whose hearts are dark she sinks into songs of larks.
Nevermore is full of those whose lives a lightened by her mark
For in the end none can control how minds or spirits go
And only those she blesses so know fulfillment in their very soul.
Everyone this one gives her heart to know this is her role.
By Iohagh
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Moon Fae by Wolf Mancini
When you do rise.
Silver spikes pierce
through the darkness.
I am bound to
the earth. Crying
up to you. My
body transformed
by your lunar
light. Red eyes to
see through. Fire
inside. A call
from the wild.
Do you know this
beast. This crazy
dog who cries to
you. When you rise?
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M y dear Princess you are
O pen, welcoming the dark side
O verflowing with corruptness
N ever bounded by light nor joy
F airies and mortals will respect you
A ffective is your deep and utter love
E veryone will worship you Princess
Moon Fae, a great person with a wonderful heart and the best Princess ever!
By Queen of Nevermore, DarkChildsKiss
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M elody of all these dark Pixies
O bstructing the pathetic light
O verdosing from rayless words
N octurnally strengthens in power
F earless and relentless to all
A ppearing to sprinkle darken love
E venly throughout the land of Nevermore
by Queen of Nevermore, DarkChildsKiss
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My sister stands and softly weeps -
O sprits, why are you unkind?
O love of heart, and soul, and mind,
No rest for me, although she sleeps!
Forever, by those magic ways
Among the woods, in silence, stays
Enchanted in the misty haze
By my AP sister, Mairi Bheag
Still covered in Winter's snow
I thought I was ready for Spring
But the warmth of the sun stung my eyes
and the green shoots bursting through
Earth were like needles through my heart
I thought I was ready for Spring
But I missed the cold of Winter's kiss
I went back up the mountain and
Found my heart frozen beneath the ice
Where I laid down beneath Winter's snow
My page is currently in progress... hopefully will have it completed someday.
I started writing poetry in September of 2005. Never thinking poetry was something I'd enjoy, I'd not ever considered writing or reading poetry. A friend said I spoke very poetically and encouraged me to write down thoughts and feelings. I discovered that I enjoyed creating these pictures with simple words...having the ability to capture thoughts that swirl around inside my head. I am learning some forms, but am more interested in freely expressing myself. The words inside my soul beat with the rhythm of my heart, bound with thoughts and ideas all my own. I realize that my internal beat will not match yours, so I leave my words and thoughts for you to interpret as you will.
There are three passions that drive me; love, knowledge and sorrow. Im a sensual being with a passion for love in all forms, constantly in search of knowledge and wisdom, and caring more for all the worlds sorrows than I'd like...the cry of the hurt or helpless always brings me to my knees.
A creative being, with an immortal soul, seeking awareness and a higher level of existence.
Although I have had many things thrust upon me in this live, I am the keeper of myself and my soul. I have chosen how to respond and live my life and am driven by passion and creativity, constantly seeking like souls to share this journey with. The greatest lesson that I learned in this life is how important it is to tell each person how much they mean, to let people know when they move you…not to let people you care for simply fade away.
Below are some poems written for me by some wonderful people. Iohagh is a beautiful young woman who invited me to be a pixie in Pixieland, Wolf Mancini surprised me with the third poem, DarkChildsKiss is the Queen of Nevermore, and I am the princess of this realm. She is a powerful, creative and beautiful queen. Mairi Bheag is my AP sister, a wonderful friend and mentor. She is an enchantress and never fails to amaze me with her talent. Be back to finish this later...
Acrostic "drmergurl"
Drmergul whispers love into you ear
Reaching past mankind's wagging fears.
Most listen to her magic words
Each morn they wake repeating wisdom heard.
Royally this Pixie Princess sits in throne
Great are her muse and crystal dust roam
Urgent is mankind's need for her truth
Requiring mankind return each night for sooth.
Love is your Pixie scepter, quill and proof.
by Iohagh
---------------------------------
Acrostic Moon Fae
Moon Fae is a Pixie Faerie Lunar Sprite who arrouses at night
Over the world she looks about where to sprinked dust so light
On those whose hearts are dark she sinks into songs of larks.
Nevermore is full of those whose lives a lightened by her mark
For in the end none can control how minds or spirits go
And only those she blesses so know fulfillment in their very soul.
Everyone this one gives her heart to know this is her role.
By Iohagh
------------------------------
Moon Fae by Wolf Mancini
When you do rise.
Silver spikes pierce
through the darkness.
I am bound to
the earth. Crying
up to you. My
body transformed
by your lunar
light. Red eyes to
see through. Fire
inside. A call
from the wild.
Do you know this
beast. This crazy
dog who cries to
you. When you rise?
------------------------------
M y dear Princess you are
O pen, welcoming the dark side
O verflowing with corruptness
N ever bounded by light nor joy
F airies and mortals will respect you
A ffective is your deep and utter love
E veryone will worship you Princess
Moon Fae, a great person with a wonderful heart and the best Princess ever!
By Queen of Nevermore, DarkChildsKiss
---------------------------------
M elody of all these dark Pixies
O bstructing the pathetic light
O verdosing from rayless words
N octurnally strengthens in power
F earless and relentless to all
A ppearing to sprinkle darken love
E venly throughout the land of Nevermore
by Queen of Nevermore, DarkChildsKiss
--------------------------------
My sister stands and softly weeps -
O sprits, why are you unkind?
O love of heart, and soul, and mind,
No rest for me, although she sleeps!
Forever, by those magic ways
Among the woods, in silence, stays
Enchanted in the misty haze
By my AP sister, Mairi Bheag
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I saw you standing at the dark edge of forever,
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Women are a necessary evil
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Standing before me in the mottled sunlight
Dressed in relics of Fall, an enchanting sight
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Iohagh on June 23, 2006Darling
Your heart won me and then vanished
but for such compassion I remain famished.
Smoosh
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DarkChildsKiss on March 9, 2006I already like your page and canot wait for you to finish it!
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Sylvyrwyng on March 4, 2006Nice page hon... I am looking forward to reading more of your work and thank you so much for allowing me to be one of your favorites
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Edgar R. Eslit on March 3, 2006I tend to ask the same question: "Notice how mirrors work
two images one hurt how can that be two picture one we." But somebody did. The choice of words is perfectly done. Great. Ciao!
