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By Scribblings Of A Middle Aged Mad Man
Written while hung over, at Glastonbury in 2002. It was a rare sun filled morning and I was sat at the opening of the tent constructing this poem. I soon realised it was time to get my pen.
Poetry | Updated Dec 30, 2007 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 1
It's self explanatory :]
Poetry | Updated Dec 24, 2007 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
Unrevealed In the Prism
on December 2. Â© All rights reserved
The absence thereof,
I stand accused.
Devoid of any,
Unrevealed in the prism.
I am the chill that fills your vision when you see the painted snow.
I am the heat that radiates the furnace and gives hot steel...
Etched in Hues
on December 13. Â© All rights reserved
Etched in hues of gold and black
it's now time to sit back and relax
A caterpillar discharged
from her cocoon,
becomes a butterfly
A reflection of
mist before the sun
Love and only love can resue our hearts.
Poetry | Updated Nov 27, 2007 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 7 | Likes: 16
Emotions run like a scared animal,
within my mind.
He sowed the seeds,
and tended them well.
Wishing i was here
Poetry | Updated Nov 7, 2007 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 6 | Likes: 5
A new day has dawned,
and the sun's on its rise.
The stars fade elegantly,
while the night ebbs away.
Pastel skies at night
they say are a blessing
Refreshing waves wash
gently upon the shore
By Amity Willows
Poetry | Updated Oct 30, 2007 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Terry Collett
A maid watches her mistress write a letter.
Poetry | Updated Oct 17, 2007 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0