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Winter To my Summer Heart

a new image of life fell down from the clouds
as it drop the sweet touch of silver snow,
peace,kindness,love........ - all's reborn..all pure..
from the charity of heaven lending me a sweet sacrifice...

the gravity of falsehood and the destruction of morals
had eaten half of my soul but with the chance to feel the winter,
i felt rebirth to be better and stronger..
without - i could have been dead and numb..

I Am

I'm a woman 
At once vulnerable and strong,
Able to hurt and be hurt in return.

Treat me well and the rewards
Will be everlasting,
My love is constant

Treat me badly
And I will erupt with a different passion
Take cover and hide.

I contain  emotions
So great, sometimes I feel,
I'm about ready to explode
  

TALISMAN FORGIVING

I have forgotten all the words
of passing
like a sigh in dreamspeak

up against the incoming
dusk is a tangle of thought
and a single star lonely
as a beacon signal
flares brightly

I could cut out thoughts
and stitch the breaks
theres something
lovely about this pain

and how you ride
against the grain
and fit no well made plan

im so uncertian now
like a paperwork exposed
in rain

how I melt
with each droplet
in tumultous rapture

Heartbroken

Falling from a cliff,
Cloak of sickening cysts,
Bleeding from the chest,
Death wrapped in a kiss.

Just a heart beating,
Pain pumped through the veins,
Crimson red chronic,
Diseased infested brain.

Eyes filled with sorrow,
Deprivation of rest,
Flesh cries out in agony,
“Misery at its best.”

Fallen into darkness,
Between time and space,
Where masks are unmasked,
Where places are misplaced.

Near Poetic Death

Near Poetic Death
When I read
Darkness in a lover’s eyes
my heart cries,
my heart dies
why does the poet ail
Having been
Banged
With a nail

Even Christ resurrected
from the cross,
He didn’t die till today,
nor ever shall lose
May I say

But do you hope some day
I shall drop dead only
Half through
My life’s pathway
Say
Do say
Pray
do say
the poet in me
shall forever live
till my last dying day

Pillow Note # 2

Sweetheart
please don't be mad at me
I skipped dinner
only to stay hungry
for YOU

Ah! you are smiling now
so I will skip the bites
and have you
for dessert instead
stay yummy for ME....

Miss Me

It's been so lovely lately
come sing me of your tune,

there's nothing between us
but, the brightness of the moon.

You goin" through them changes
makes me no nevermind

but, when you do so.....tread lightly,
and please try not, to be so unkind.

Miss be baby,
miss me, girl.....please...
..miss me, honey,
miss me with all that;

(repeat refrain, please.)

But, even if there were rainbows
at the daybreaks' end,

Don't Ruin the Silence

You are the one
I've been hoping for all my life,

you are the one
I'd adore to be my wife,

In the silence
I can hear your heartbeat,

and, I can hear the echoes, but not by choice;

when I can't hear your heartbeat,
don't ruin the silence with your voice.

I am the one
you said you'd cling to, with all your might;

I am the one
with whom you hold, throughout the night;

I can hear your voice
so loud, in the echoes, through the tears,

when I can't hear your heartbeat

Justice, Step Forth

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Provide us just scales
with which to measure
and determine the truth --
let no displeasure abide

be objective and distant
make sure you're blindfolded
mete out the verdict
swift and without fail.

But for the value of life
remember your own
Each breath you take
are opportunities blown

Justice is never served
for the dead remain dead
their chances forfeited
memories defaulted

ANGULAR CARTOGRAPHY

Speak to my ear
carrying you
the flights
the corners
with their worn
care
the paint skin
scabbed by the
dead lightbulb

At the landing
we untie our shoes
slip off the boots
your jacket damp
with snow

and smiling you place
your palm upon
my chest and wave
a tempo with a free
hand

you are drawing contours
on old grounds
angles on no mans land
"its a rush"
you breath

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