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a poet dances, revolutions echoed
in the arms of a midnight moon70 lines, 19 comments, on Jun 25 2:41 AM 2006. In Contemporary -
"Hep me, Poet...heppppp me... Show me how to html, please???"462 lines, 1 comment, on Jun 18 5:50 AM 2006. In Contemporary
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What hope there is, lies in the night as moontides mask the pain of light
and illuminate the darkest tears with silver rays of clarity. -
Wander along parallel paths
reflecting their closeness from far away -
He journeyed, defeated, mournful, slow, the sunset smoldering in blazing reds
and dies another darkened day in the flames of a crimson cel -
This is life
for most of us. -
Do not lock your heart away
beyond the love of a poet. -
He sits in his cottage, attempting to write the word 'Hello',
yet the word ‘goodbye’ hangs in the air like a ghost -
What is she doing tonight, I’m wondering?
Is she lost in another of her black and white dreams?61 lines, 46 comments, on Nov 8 11:41 PM 2005. In Other -
May I have this virtual dance with you?
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This peom is for Night Hope
on her birthday -
Now I’m not going to pretend
I even know her yet,
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