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A dream made manifest
Here, this home of the heart
by Trystane
118 lines, 1 comment,
on Aug 10 3:21 PM 2007. In Love
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We - I - seek with hands out loud
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Look to the Sky then, if look you must.
It’s held all our hopes, until now
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To touch is to be touched, taking part of others with you
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mine eyes were surprised by a pelobfuscate pool of wintergreen waters.
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Have you slept in their mansions
of honeyblue lover's squeals?
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To be "is" not to be
the being you mean to be.
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How many times
can you hear it (I love you)
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Where is the wind that was blowing
down from the airy heights?
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Choke the pain that
fire brought
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Greatest of sons, Tantalus, I
the cleverest man beneath the noon sky
by Trystane
118 lines, 3 comments,
on Jan 10 8:31 PM 2003. In Other
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once great masters of their Fate
consumed by oldest hottest Hate
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to touch her was to know her and I do
not know if I ever did
by Trystane
135 lines, 17 comments,
on Jan 9 5:42 PM 2003. In Love
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roaring from the darkened sky
winters first unchallenged cry
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pride, conceit you could not bear
Hail fallen Caryatid!
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Diner coffee hot
let its essence start to cool
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Tidal wash of crimson light
torn by thorn, a glimpse of night
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a war of ants ambition black
upon the red ants loss
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Holly green, white spruce bright
Acorn great, starry scene
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neither a Betty nor a Johnny can fill my void
by Trystane
21 lines, 2 comments,
on Jan 8 9:53 PM 2003. In Angst
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Is it age that confers wisdom on the mind
or random experiences unplanned finds
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a twist and peel of
brother eel
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but rather 'neath the turning moon
seasons race alone can fly
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Call the Winds and
darkest cloud
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simple vessel
of plain cut glass
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In Elven time, in faerie I dreamt a world,
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Seasons gold, harvest skies
evenings air clarity cold
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"To an empty ashtray on the table before me"
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Filling my day with glorious light
Warming my soul to endure the night
by Trystane
15 lines, 1 comment,
on Jan 8 8:54 PM 2003. In Love
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Little fly, yearning
dreaming a closeness to me
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Upon the shadow shore
Beyond the barrow door
by Trystane
17 lines, 2 comments,
on Jan 8 8:40 PM 2003. In Other
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Alone, a woman stepped to me
and idly asked my name,
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I cast about
within without
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with faerie kin at last allied
within this celtic knot
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