My poetry is much like my artwork: random and not guided by anyone else's hand but my own. I do alot of free verse poetry, the subtle rhymes and rhythms speaking in their own language in my head. Occassionally I'll actually make an attempt at form poetry, but I find it restricting. I'll label myself 'expressionistic' because i'm not worried about painting a picture for you, i'm more concerned with the emotions coming through and maybe perhaps touching readers in some small way.
*Vanguard*
~abernaith, September 2005~
Measuring the wealth of years
Trapped in the eyes of youth
Gazing into the spheres of light
Remembering old sorrows...
Across horizons far and vast in the mind
Near the edge of oblivion, your soul teeters
Over the sheer density of darkness, yet
Light remains a force of inimitable strength
Augmenting fears of the fall.
*Vanguard*
~abernaith, September 2005~
Measuring the wealth of years
Trapped in the eyes of youth
Gazing into the spheres of light
Remembering old sorrows...
Across horizons far and vast in the mind
Near the edge of oblivion, your soul teeters
Over the sheer density of darkness, yet
Light remains a force of inimitable strength
Augmenting fears of the fall.
- Last seen on Feb 17 2:16 PM. Member since September 12, 2005.
- I'm a jade dragon poet for 233 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "my muse plys me with coffee...".
- I am a 27 year old girl (United States)
- Visit my homepage at mtgranola.deviantart.com
- I have 233 comments, 52 poems
My Poetry
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Existing between the planes of
light and shadow -
tattoed my life
across the membrane -
Follow the lines
written by time
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mtgranola on January 1, 2006Happy NEW YEAR! woo! hope you don't have a hangover this morning! ^.~ so good to hear from you! hope everything is going well! and i will go and love the day, enjoying the chinook as i wait for spring...just as long as you promise to do the same ^.~ ! i don't suppose that they have chinooks back east do they? pity--- Sing the songs of ancient dance, watch as sun and moon share their time together in the sky....... Love you! ~Jenn
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tomisb on December 24, 2005Good Morning, Good Morning! Merry Christmas, Baby! Come dance this laughing, unwrapping day with me. Listen to the crinkling sounds of paper and ribbons beneath our feet. Walk forward into the New Year as each day endlessly unwrapps it presents for you. Balance yourself in this blue sky smile and spin, arms wide, loveing the day. Love, Tom B.
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Night Hope on October 3, 2005
Welcome to AP, Jenn...Thanks for all of your great comments...a Gift, then...Be well, Poet... Wanda
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