Hidden eeries of desire echo to angelsongs of love

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Friday, October 11, 2013

Untitled (because I can't think of one)

Day follows day follows day Each same as the one before Fading into a smear of grey And I wonder if there should be more: Where have all the villains gone, The monsters and black knights? Where hide the avatars of wrong That call the champions of right? Where have all the heroes been Why are they... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, October 4, 2013

The Temptress

She calls me to her bed again: Insensitive to place or hour The murmur of her sultry voice Draws my head back to her breast No matter what I should do. She whispers in my brain And I, helpless before her power, Feel left with little choice But to succumb and rest; Sleep, temptress, how I love you. Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, September 27, 2013

Dreams Come True

I've half a hundred things to say That you've heard a hundred times before Each time in a different way And leading into its own encore, I've offered poetry and prose, Spoken with words and deeds, To say what everybody knows: That love is all you need - Love of self, and life and you Has made all my... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, September 20, 2013

Student

His brain was filled With theories and facts, Studies and techniques Until there was no more space. He was steel willed, Allowing nothing to distract Him from the goal he seeks Or to lessen his pace Until his brain began to overflow And he lost the facts that he should know. Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Letter To A Muse

Dear muse, I hope you're well, I know we haven't spoken for a while And that we both have our lives to lead With things that we need to do But when you left my heart fell, And my poems gained a laboured style. After so long of unwritten verse my need Is clear, obvious and true: More time, more life,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, August 27, 2013

No Magic

There is no magic, there is no spell To turn your head and catch your eye; There is no ritual or sly chant That wins a smile or a dance But perhaps the lack is just as well: Without spells I can still try To do what enchantment can't And turn your heart with romance. Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, August 16, 2013

Why I have been So Quiet...

I have no breath for clever words, No time for metre or for pace, No option I might have preferred; I must close my mind and race Blindly from goal to pointless goal As directed by my boss Not hearing the songs of my soul Lest I lament their loss. Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Unexpected

Sultry sleep, the sly seducer, Softly strokes around my eyes Her tempting touch bound to produce a Sweetly euphoric small surprise As heavy hours fall by the wayside, Dropped into a consciousness gap As sat on a dream ocean's bay side Lost in an unexpected nap. Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, July 30, 2013

His Dream

She, wrought from alabaster and desire, Shadows and moon beams, Blazed with all of passion's fire. Become the woman of his dreams And the memory that would never fade, She was who he would think of When daylight sank into night's shade: She was dream and his love. Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Juggler

Too much, too fast; They come in faster than I can juggle, Missed balls flying passed As I catch, throw and struggle Not to drop them all, Knowing even as I try That eventually they will fall. Finally I ask myself why Try to catch all that they throw When I can just turn and go. Sign in to see full entry.

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