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He was at the corner singing hallelujahs,
And I laughed with him and sang along.
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And there isn't any sound, no sound, no sound at all.
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We lie hapless on the sand
Seasons passing across the land
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while she sleeps with her secrets
quietly, every night
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Down a high mountain runs
A river, full and roaring
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What seriously impedes my writing process.
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A simple activity that brings me pure and simple joy.
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For my grandfather who celebrated his deathday yesterday.
by abernaith
41 lines, 1 comment,
on Feb 5 1:57 AM 2006. In Sad
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Something like Eden
by abernaith
24 lines, 3 comments,
on Feb 1 7:54 AM 2006. In Love
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So far from home,
The miles I've crossed
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But there are days and there are nights
When his heart beats steady and calm
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Mother is calling, she's calling for me.
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Spinning Yarn
We are the children of the sun
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Two perspectives from two souls who barely crossed paths.
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A story of love gone south.
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Morpheus' Riddles: Three LeNeufs
Life, Work, Love, and Death
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Prime Colours: Three LeNeufs
Sunset, Peace, and Winter
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Peace, Love and Understanding: three short food-for-thought poems.
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A poem for Sapphire, whose mom passed away.
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These glowing points,
earthbound, they are
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Thine eyes are turned to hidden realms
Where secret moons, pale glimmering
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the slim fingernail of a silver goddess
presses cold and bright against
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The flipside of a rainbow.
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The sunset makes the leaves turn gold
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The world turns under his feet
And he could feel it, deep in the marrow
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The lone cry ripples across the land of brown rooftops,
Small black hands touching elbows and ears;
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Of order and chaos. Of rhyme and free verse.
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And the bitter-salty tang would be
The first thing she tastes of the new morning.
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Love never had a chance to bloom.
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Come fly with me, I'll be your guide
Your mind's eye I shall open wide
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Sometimes I wish things could go back to how they were before...
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