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Various Poems #30 My Gargoyle

02:29 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 563


My Gargoyle



In the darkness your devil eyes carve my soul with

Brimstone fires, my life's breath flickers fearfully in and out



In the darkness your curved claws gouge the thighs of my mind with

Poisoned wounds, my heart's crimson beats in trembling fear



In the darkness your nimble body suffocates my senses with

Consuming shadows, my being's energy frozen in your Bast like grace towards me



In the darkness your weight drowns me as you strike with

Blood, my lips shiver in silent screaming













In the light your midnight tail twitches impatiently with

Silent demanding of "Pet me."



By E.VA


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Various Poems #29 My Rapist

02:19 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 564


My Rapist



As a token of vile promises rendered



Is it too late to forgive?



My fear



Beneath your cruel hands



Now that you are vile and putrid to my eyes



My Angel of



My feathers bloodied...



My hell personified



With what do you fill my shadow?...



There is time to forgive yet...



Yet you want more of



My mercy and hate?...



Yet further still am I locked in your lies...



I am near death and



Lost am I in



My wings laying broken on the floor











There is a time to forgive yet



my wings laying broken on the floor



as a token of vile promises rendered



beneath your cruel hands...



My wings laying broken on the floor



my feathers bloodied



beneath your cruel hands



Yet you want more of



my feathers bloodied...



I am near death and



yet you want more of



my fear...







Lost am I in



my hell personified



yet further still am I locked in your lies



my Angel of



my hell personified...



Now that you are vile and putrid to my eyes



my Angel of



my mercy and hate?...



Now that you are vile and putrid to my eyes



with what do you fill my shadow?...



My Mercy and hate?...



Is it to late to forgive?...









The answer?



Yes.







A Poem by E.VA


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Various poems #28 Little Lightbulb

02:18 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 565


Little Light bulb



Little Light bulb



Off and on



He is not a light bulb



Off and on



He sees the world through darkened eyes



Off and on



The light is only ever brighter…Off and on.







Like a bulb swinging in a darkened room



What would you do if he told you, “In here lies your tomb.”



What if he saw you dying when his cord was pulled …



And knew it was not his place to tell you what the Light had willed



Would your ghost still seek him out having known the current is not his own.



Or would you cast him out, alone…



Would you deny him prayer, to even the score



calling him blasphemer and heretic without a soul core



so you could leave him there outside the chapel door, crying on his knees



Crying out to Heaven, “no… no…no please…”



Would you forsake him to the darkness believing he, the devils spawn



And rob him of the Light that was his Home with each new rising dawn…



Would you deny him life for knowing more than eyes could see



When his light switch is flicked…. Off and on… and he could not tell thee?







“It was forbidden to me!”



He is a light bulb and the current is not the devil’s own



He may see through darkened eyes, yet the Light IS still his Home.



“Why am I forsaken!”







A hand reaches out to he, a gentle soft touch upon his knee



A face adorned with dryness despite the rain… appears



The rain battering, battering, the faith he has inside… the figure nears



Pale and whole, the figure moves the man’s hand clawed deep in the chapel door



Collapsed he is frozen in his grief, a soft brush of hair behind his ear, she speaks:



“Thou art not forsaken”



Crying like a child, in the bitter rain, upon his face lays bare his pain



Shade from a feathered wing outstretched shields them from the rain



“Thou art not forsaken…”







Weeping, trembling and screaming, he hollers as if through a haze of dreaming…



“Man can only interfere as much as he is bid… yet… yet truth is hid”



“Thou art not forsaken…”



“Why must I then to them be mistaken?”



“Thou art not forsaken…”



“Why must I live when I feel another enfolded in the Light”



“Thou art not forsaken…”



“Why must I live in this darkness of night? Thought to be a devil’s child



Cast aside like some foul beast incapable of being anything but wild…”



“Thou art not forsaken.”



His eyes lift upon the angel.“Then why do I lay here quaking with you, when I am awakened.”



She smiles, waiting.



He bows his head. “For I am not forsakened”







On and off



He is a light bulb ever swinging



On and off



The light and darkness spinning... the Light winning



On and off



The darkness ever only dimming….



On and off.



Little Light bulb



On and off.







Poem by E.VA


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Various poems #27 Opposites

02:16 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 566


Opposites



Night and day, my dear sister



Night, and day....



Night and day, my dear sister



Forever this way....







Light and dark, my dear sister



Light, and dark....



Light and dark, my dear sister



Are our marks in the sand...







I walk hand in hand with you



Yet you never see me



I run step by step with you



Yet you never need me







Near and far, little sister



Near, and far....



Near and far, little sister



Wherever we are....







Silent and loud, little sister



Silent, and loud....



Silent and loud, little sister



Are our tunes in the band....







I sing note for note with you



Yet we never harmonize



I play note for note with you



Yet we never realize



That we are like night and day



Light and dark, Near and far



and it is okay to be this way



By E.VA


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Various Poems by E.VA #26 Transition

02:15 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 567






Transition



with the warm glow

i am forgotten in the light

my hands are not my own

and i remain but a shadow in the night



from this cage of broken dreams

my sanity has taken flight

and from my hollowed and echoed screams

i stare out wondering in muted fright



This shell, this casing

my mind is racing

Why must it be this way?



These thoughts, these feelings

my mind set reeling

Why here i am still today



Yet still with the warm glow of morning

I step soundly into the light

and even in this warmth of morning

i still remain but a shadow of the night



Poem By E. VA

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Various Poems # 25 Searching for answers

02:15 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 568


Searching for answers



He recognized Her in the darkness

Confused, new and alone

He offered his hand through the darkness

And she took it knowing she'd not survive on her own

He held Her in the darkness

As the world fell from beneath her feet

He held Her in the darkness

As the path before her, she would greet

He held Her closer in the darkness

As she believed not yet her own eyes

He comforted Her in the darkness

Understanding slowly she, that they were no lies

He guides her out of darkness

And to the answers that she seeks

But to one lost in shadows she is still very weak



Poem by E. VA


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Various poems #24 WORK WITHOUT MERCY

02:11 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 569


work without mercy



(Based of of Lorna Crozier's "This is a love poem without restraint" with referance to the movie Office space)







WORK



ignores paper-cuts



jammed printers



and missing staplers



It makes NO EXCUSES



for red lights



traffic jams



or clocks ten minutes slow



It cries MORE!FASTER!HARDER!



It has no desire



but greed



The almighty dollar



its deliverance for diligence



and perseverance



of straws broken... {on the backs of the little guy }



-------





It will speak



of ADVANCEMENT...



promotions and visions {of the FUTURE}



The smell of SUCCESS



The touch



The taste



of VICTORY...







What are you going to do about it?



You CANNOT STOP the machine



NOT now... not EVER...



----





The FUTURE strides upon these roads



The work CARVING itself



into the tomes of HISTORY



in search of remembrance



of days off...



----



These memos are TIRED OF BEING memo's



tired....



of being...



{IGNORED...}



Their WARNINGS and notices



.... tossed



..............To the floor



..........................ONE by one



The Waste bucket their salvation



from the PINK SLIP TERROR



the one with YOUR NAME.







What will you do with it?



It has CUT you...



L..... O....

O... S..

E.



-------



This work has no restraint



It will NOT SPEAK of



severance PAY



two weeks NOTICE



or favourable references



It REFUSES TO be merciful





Melford you're fired



Leave your stapler



and GO HOME...



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It won't TALK OF DREAMS



only the missed oppertunities



KNOCKING ON EYELIDS



of OPENed EYES



with hindsight 20/20



and illusions OF grandeur THE NORM...



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How do you use the word WORK



in a poem?







Work.







If you let it get to you



gears rust



ETERNALly grinding you



.................................down...



to the sound of printers jamming



and clocks chiming ten minutes slow...


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Various poems #23 Eternity

02:00 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 570


Eternity





When we sit on the lake of eternity

Our eyes open but blind

Will we see the world die

as we know it to be?...

Or will we be oblivious too it....



As we sit on the lake of eternity

never moving but always in motion

Will we step towards the future

or is time an illusion to us?...

A pendulum swing on a clock

that no longer ticks for us....



When we sit on the lake of eternity

Our ears open but deaf

Will we hear the screams

of centuries of horror?...

or will they be but mute sounds

blocked by years of cotton

to us....



As we sit on the lake of eternity

stomachs rumbling but always full

Will we still take more than our fill

or is famine unknown to us?

Harsh and barren, the desert of the world we leave behind



When we bath in the lake of eternity

Will the turbulant waters of the world we left behind,

be remembered?....

Or will we just passively die?

To Let the world restore itself without

our interference...



Will we calmly take our place

beside the lake of eternity

or will our eyes clear

our ears hear

our feet step forward

and things like famine be no more....

Or will we continue the wars

both with our worlds, inside and out

Once we are sitting.....On the lake of Eternity.







It is our choice, humanity

Before we are no more.



Poem by E. VA.


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Various poems #22 Arachne

01:59 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 571


Arachne



Dance along the lines of fate

for it is I who lie in wait.

Be it not sorrow nor death you fear

just my cold touch drawing you near.



Come hither, said the spider to the fly

Come hither, so that you may wriggle and die

Come hither, said the spider to the fly

Come hither...

Come hither...



Hang yourself by destiny's cord

Save yourself from the horrors I hold

Be it not sympathy nor love you give

for there is none in the hells that I live



Come hither, said the spider to the fly

Come hither, so my fangs may drink you dry

Come hither, said the spider to the fly

Come hither...

Come hither...



Drown yourself in perception's lake

So that devils thirst I cannot slake

Be it not pity nor mercy you leave

for I will leave your widows, bereaved



Come hither, said the spider to the fly

Come hither, onto my web of lies

Come hither, said the spider to the fly

Come hither...

Come hither...



Burn yourself in stolen light

Run from the callings of the night

Be it not sanity nor logic you relate

For I am only an illusion, you will state...



Come hither, said the spider to the fly

Come hither...

Come hither...



Until it is far too late.





A poem by E. VA


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Various poems #21 Broken Mirror

01:58 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 572




Broken Mirror



In the mirror I see my reflection...

Dancing upon the frame...

In the mirror I see my reflection...

and once more ask it the same...





How does she put into words what even angels never told...

How does she keep the secrets that she holds...

When she is locked deep

Within the nightmares....

Of forgotten fears.....



How does she forgive him... For the horrors behind his eyes....

How does she forgive him... For the love of her being lies...

How does she forgive herself.......For not knowing... Dispite the feeling in her gut....

How does she forgive herself...... For still going... Dispite the feeling in her soul...

And the unnamed horror plaguing her, as she walked out that door....



It was to be a special night, one of joy and merth...

But quickly did the tides turn and he did show his worth...

Trapped within that dirty car...

with her forever wearing, the most painful scar...



How does she forgive herself, for his harsh duality....

How does she forgive herself, for his hands's harsh cruelty....

And her buttons torn...



How does she forgive herself... For not ending it right there...

How does she forgive herself... For thinking he changed...

How does she forgive herself... For not returning that demon's stare....

How does she forgive herself....For thinking herself deranged...



How does she forgive herself for cowering and locked in mortal fear...

That it would happen again...any day of any year...



I turn away from my reflection...

the broken shards of mirror on the floor

How do I forgive ..... Giving him the satisfaction

Of My wrists bloodied...his victim being me.









by E.VA

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Various poems #20 Oakwood Shadow

01:57 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 573




Oakwood shadow



Bitter wood's tongue, oh, the curse I have rung

For upon my murderous bow is where she is now

The skeleton, of her former self.



Swinging sharply is she in my shadow, this soft silent siren of sorrow

And remain she will, till tomorrow, when the tight taunting terror winds blow

The ghost, of her former self.



How bitterly blocked are their blunt and buried minds to use me in this way

And rue the day will they, for in her firey fearless flight, falling silently in the night, she will stay

The harpy, they think of her former self.



Oh how I want to wish that her life had not ended, that my bow had cracked and bended

And her innocent song blended among the quite quiet quaint and quivering clouds

The angel, I think of her former self



For innocent and carefree, was this cheerful child chillily hanging from me

yet injustice be, they murdered lightly this melodic moody maiden for knowing more than the eye could see

Within my dark, dreary and dank, oakwood shadow



By E.VA

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Various poems #19 Crimes of the past.

01:55 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 574


Crimes of the past



I am frozen against the wall of the past

Tied tightly to the frozen mizzenmast.

I am stoned with the hatred of the world’s words

I am whipped with sorrow as the world takes its turns

Cursing my ancestors and my skin

Scorning every breath that I take in

As if my very existence were a sin



When will the world begin

To see people are just people

And that's all we've all ever been



I am locked in the cage of the past

Thrown roughly to the bars and the stares of the crass

I am stripped bare with the world’s tortured and angry hands

I am banished to my ancestor’s dry and forgotten lands

Though born there, I was not

My skin to the world my true fault

Enough to condemn me for crimes I did not start

Yet by my colour the world thinks I have no heart



When will the world begin

To see people are just people

and that's all we've all ever been



I am bound to the chains of the past

Gripped tightly until I have breathed my last

I am strangled by the world’s hard cold stare

I am chased violently by it as if it doesn’t care

That I am a victim too, of the past

Locked frozen, and choking in its grasp

Wondering if the world will consume us all at last

With its all consuming hatred of skin being so vast



When will the world begin

To see people are just people

And that’s all we’ve all ever been



I am not the conqueror

I am not the conquistador

I am not the slaver binding the world on the shore

Yet by the colour of my skin

My existence here is a sin

A crime, my life

My skin, my strife



When will the world begin

To see people are just people

And that’s all we’ve all ever been



If I could but carve my Caucasian skin from me I would

But even then would the world remove its gallows hood?

Or by my ancestor’s flesh would I hang, suspended and swinging by my long dark braid



By E.VA



(Science needs to hurry up and make us all purple!)


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Various poems #18 Wedding Bliss

01:54 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 575


Wedding bliss.



Featherlight flight among the starry night

Swooping, sweeping ever weaving

Among the taunt tight and tender clouds



Ever embracing, our hearts racing

The dancing dark drumbeat of our souls

Soft silent and violent pounding, resounding in our ears

the musical melody giving way to madness, quickly in our years



Above the crest the sun rests, setting in the twilight hue

And here in the taunt tight and tender clouds, there is only me and you

Swooping, sweeping ever weaving, our hearts intwined as one

Featherlight flight among the starry night until our lives are done



by E.VA


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Various poems #17 In one moment.

01:53 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 576




In one moment.



In one invite to a party

You were strong and hearty

Alive and full of grace.



In one sip of their lips to the bottle

You had been cooed and coddled

Joyful and carefree.



In one more drink to pass the time

You were learning nursery rhymes

Laughing all the way.



In one more still, their steps unwary

You would think peek-a-boo was scary

Rejoicing only when light returned.



In one false step, keys in hand

You were the star in your own pots and pans marching band

Vibrant and full of life.



In one turn of the key in a car of rust

In one turn of a corner, kicking up dust

In one rev and a swerve, you were taken from us.

A newborn babe.

Full of life and grace

Full of joy and laughter

Vibrant and care free.

What story would your life have told me?



What childhood sweetheart would have earned your trust?

Would you have driven that car of rust?

Would you have grown to have known....

To let your buddy drive you home?

Would you have handed the keys....

To someone not retching on their knees?

Saving a life in that one moment.



by E.VA

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Various poems #16 The work day grind

01:53 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 577


The work day grind



Forgotten trails of vibrant, busy minds

Dreams, lost to the folds of time

Reality, becoming pain, sharp and bloody

Victory meaning all

Failure not an option.



Rush Rush never stop

Must finish, must finish

Deadline, deadline

Death before forfeiture of pay

Work equals hell till the end of the day.



Drive Drive, faster faster

Honk honk, impatience the norm

Chatter chatter, cell phone pollution

Must go faster, must go faster

Race Race to the finish line,

The next stop sign, forgotten.



Stress, stress, need rest, rest

Home is sanctuary, Peace of mind

until the next day and then its back to the grind



By E.VA


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Various poems #15 Poetic Justice

01:52 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 578




Poetic Justice



Party streamers streaked the sky

And Noisemakers shatter the air



Yet I sit here in silence

Looking on. Looking on.



Mouth agape how could this be?

How could my poetry have been stolen from me?

Yet before me I hear the words recited

Like deep scratches in my soul



I say nothing. I say nothing.

And sit here in silence.

Looking on. Looking on.



I look up, I look down

Wherever I turn around

There are my words glaring back at me.

Yelling to be free

From a voice that is not mine.



I cry. I cry. I cry inside.

I say nothing. I say nothing.

And sit here in silence.

Looking on. Looking on.



Dreams forgotten, torn and broken

Heartache and tears, the masses had spoken



No longer mine. No longer mine.

I cry. I cry. I cry inside.

I say nothing. I say nothing.

And sit here in silence

Looking on. Looking on.



A man wanders to me, eyes bright and blue

"Miss, may I sit here with you?

The noise hurts my ears and that poem is just dreadful

He should be put away for a year its just that dang awful"



Beautiful, heartfelt, loving words

No longer mine. No longer mine.

I cry. I cry. I cry inside.

And sit here in silence.

Looking on. Looking on.



I pause for a moment and chuckle at this

My frown ceases

My eyebrows loose all of their furious creases.

Let him have my horrible poem.

Drab, dull and grey.

After all what can he say?

I stole the poem from that young miss over there just the other day?



Beautiful, heartfelt, loving words....Horrid, awful, dreadful filth!

No longer mine. No longer mine....Never mine!

I cry. I cry. I cry inside............With laughter!

I say nothing. I say nothing.... I don't have too!

And sit here in silence.......... Waiting, waiting...

Looking on. Looking on. .... With a smile of Poetic Justice



By E.VA

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Various Poems #14 Seal

01:51 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 579


Seal



Infernal contraption

Dasterly deed

Who ever made this cruel thing better take heed



I have poked,

I have prodded,

I have heated and chilled

But dispite my best, this thing will still not be willed!



Shut tight,

vacumned sealed

the devil must have made a pretty penny making this deal



For naught will it budge, though my hands twist and turn

You'd think by now, i would learn.

But no... Food now, in my belly get

because the plates are all out and the table is set.



Only one thing left to go upon the table's surface

However still this seal denies me and its stamina makes me nervous



Oh look who comes to save the day, my guy looking at me in that certain way.

"You know hunny." He said with a grin. Oh how i wanted to bop him one in the chin.



"Let me get that for you, you look like you're in trouble." Man did i want to broil and bubble,

But no i stayed calm, and politely smiled

Wringing my hands again for awhile.



A few minutes passed, a half hour at most

The guests were already standing for the holiday toast.



"To Friends, to family to all those we hold dear

Merry Christmas to all and may the holidays bring you cheer."

The glasses rose high, as my anger grew neigh.



"Hun?"

I Glared as he drew near.

He backed away slowly hands in the air and returned quickly and gently back to his chair.

Chuckling and laughing at me as he sat down, taking delight in my devilish frown.



My eyes flicker to the meat beater as my sanity begins to teeter and i glared at that cold hard glass.



With a delicate sigh i gave it one more try

Lightly twisting gently wishing.

And Pop, off it came!

"EUREKA!" I exclaimed in glee.

That is until i noticed my guests were all staring at me.



Standing sheepishly in the kitchen i holding the pickle jar aloft





By E.VA


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Various Poems #13 Frozen

01:49 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 580


Frozen



Time passes, winter pales

Leaves fall into bitter hands

Looking skyward she is frozen

Warmed only in a tear



By E. VA


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Various Poem #12 - Labels

01:48 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 581


Labels



Like knows like

Kin seeks kin

All who seek knowledge from that stem begin

Peel back the layers,research now begun

Know thyself fully before labels are rung.



By E.VA


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Various Poems #11 -If only I had but known (dedicated to those who have left the family tree but leave a mark in our hearts)

01:47 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 582


If only I had but known



If you came down from heaven,

Would I recognize you?

Would my face light the night with cheer?

Would I remember you?

When you come falling down,

On the ground,

Turn around,

And I'll be there with my frown turned upside down,

And a warm glow deep in my heart.







Grandpa,

If you came down from heaven,

Would I recognize you?

Would mine eyes twinkle with giddy delight?

Would I remember you?

Would you still have that fairy in your pocket?

With candy just for me?







Great-uncle

If you came down from heaven,

Would I recognize you?

Would I soar without you?

Would I remember you?

And your flying planes that would never cease to soar.

You always found a way to turn my frown upside down,

And set a warm glow in my heart.







Great, Great Grandparents

If you came down from heaven,

Would I recognize you?

Mine eyes would be raised,

With your knowledge of the past.

I was crazed,

When I seemed not to listen.

Would I remember you?

And your knowledge of the past,

Forgotten.



I did not know you long,

Nor did I seem to care.

But if you were here now,

I'd love you all the same.



If you came down from heaven,

Would you recognize me?

Would your faces be set a glow?

Would your eyes twinkle with light,

Like mine did so many years ago?

Would you believe me if I told you,

The world as it is today?

Would you stay?

Would you remember me?

As a child once forgotten, with a legacy not of my own.



If I had but known,

You'd not live to see tomorrow.

Then maybe my life would not be filled with this continuing sorrow.

I would of listened more to your infinite knowledge of the past.

I would have taken the time to soar.

I would of caught that fairy,

That dazzled me so.





If only I had but known.



By E.VA



(written on December 20th, 1999.)


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Various Poems # 10 - Stay: An SD Poem

01:46 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 583




Stay.



Stay the hand,

Let not the fingers touch the keys.

Stay the hand,

Won’t beg but will say please.



Civility, Humility

Honour and Respect

Courage, Integrity

Lest we all forget.



Hold the tongue,

Stay the keys

Please make us not say pretty plz.



Ring the bell on the arena room floor

But do not let hate nor scorn

Shut your chall shed door



We are Superdudes

Young and old

Battling hard and being bold

We are the strong and the strong survive

Do not let the Super dude within you die



Words sharper than sword wounds go

Stay the hand and let not those text’d words flow

Turn the blade aside with open'd palm

Is what this says, so wrong?



Turn down your swords of words berate

Throw off the chains of scorn and hate

Tear down the wall between us all to date

And be the Super dudes we all know are first rate.



We are the old and we are the young

We are the bold and we do not run

From all around the world we be from

We have almost forgotten that still Decay this way

comes



Civility, Humility

Honour and Respect

Courage, Integrity

Lest we all forget



It



And the shadows of decay

We will find ourselves surrendering to it

A little more each day.



By E.VA



(SD is a online game that i occasionally play. www.superdudes.net )

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Various Poems #9 - Cheat

01:44 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 584




Cheat



Adder's fang and Serpent's tongue

lift this curse that you have done

upon my heart, dark and red

leaving the empty hole that i now, dread

so up this curse of love from my heart, this haunting, bitter sweet, memory

So away with you, i command thee go and take away this prevailing raging woe

and rid me of your presence for only once, i can forgive

but another thing it is to lie to me still, when twice it has been done

So away with you, i command thee go, forever now my heart to you says no

and from my sight forever more

forever shut to you is this door



By E.VA

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Various Poem #8 - Au revoir

01:43 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 585


Au revoir



We loved each other once

beneath this hallowed full mooned sky

but under that same moon we said good bye

to each his own and so did we

beneath this saddened, sick and lonely... willow tree...

you had held me close and told me stories, of worlds yet so far, far away

but i, a child didn't understand why i had yet to stay

"Why would you leave me?

Where would you go?

Please tell me it isn't meant to be

Tell me it isn't so?"

You frowned slightly, eyes scrunched in pain

and my tears started to fall, like fast approaching rain...

Thunder made its presence known, drowning out your faint reply,

and from within, your weakened tone,

i had felt the complete and total utterness of being,... alone...

you bowed your head, and closed your wide open eyes

and beneath this hallowed moon, this darkened sky

i held you close and uttered my last good bye...

"Au revoir.................until we meet again"


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Various Poems #7 -In my silence

01:42 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 586




In my silence



Tick tock goes the clock on my mantel

and i in silence wait

Tick tock goes the hands of the hour

and i in silence wait



Tick tock

i in silence wait

Tick Tock goes the clock on my mantel

and the chimes slowly ring the hour



half past midnight and still no sign of you

Tick tock goes the hands of the hour

and i still have not heard from you

Tick Tock goes my heart

And thoughts race through my mind

Tick Tock

And in my silence, i never had a chance to say...

Tick tock goes the clock on my mantel

i love you when you left before

Tick tock

Tick tock

Tick









T O C K



By E.VA

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Various Poems #6- Drive by

01:42 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 587




Drive by



Time ticks

The hand's hours turn

My eyes play tricks

As the sound makes my stomach churn



Light again passes by the window pain



But the sky is clear, no rain tonight

And as the colour from my cheeks drains

And as the approaching tears I try and fight



The light again fades fast away

And I am left again, here alone



Yet here I stay by this window pain

As if stone, immortalized



Glaring out the window waiting for you

And knowing that your truths were all the lies



By E.VA

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Various Poems # 5 - Silence

01:41 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 588




Silence



time is a serpent, thee shalt not know

nor dwell within its eyes, which way to go

betwix its fangs, you reap what you sow

so hold tight your knowledge, your full moon’s purse

and when the pipper plays music, charm the beast

and delight in its silence, it reverent hiss died down



By E.VA

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Various Poems #4 - Dancing Moon

01:40 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 589




Dancing moon.



Flouncing crescent moon twilight,

Dances in the dew of morn;

And hear the swallow’d voices glee,

Echoing, ever softly, back at thee;



Turn thine eyes upon the moon,

And it’s waning glory;



And, Hold strong, your will,

At, its’ waxing story;



Encompass full, the new moon’s purse,

And delight within its’ charms;

For never shalt, one truly see

The full moon, inside of each of thee.



By E.VA

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Various Poems #3 -Buttons

01:39 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 591




Buttons



In the void

one swoop of a word

shatters the silence

of our perception



With one tear

the floor falls and we

darkened shadows

remain



Marred by time

the past unfurls its darkened brow

and we are left in its wake

pondering the commonality

of buttons pushed



By E.VA

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Various poems #2 - My Heart's angel

01:38 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 592


My Heart's Angel



My Heart's Angel has given me back my wings

To soar above the clouds with the love that he brings.

Lighting the Eternal flame within my soul,

This feeling of More with him, that I will never let go.

He has lit this flame gently within my Heart

With such warmth, such light, I do not know where to start

I cannot even begin to describe just how much the strenght of his call lifts me up.



I had thought once, Love, was a fragile thing

A bell of my Heart that would never ring.

A song meant only for others, in the choir to sing

Yet here, before me, he stands

Extending to me his welcoming hand

Opening the doors to me of his Heart

As if neither of us knew sorrow or pain, or that the tears of a broken Heart could fall as swiftly as rain.



I had thought once, my Hearts wings to be broken

And flying again was just a thought never to be spoken

That Love itself was nothing more than a trifle token

Something to be torn apart by harsh words and adventurous hands

Banishing all thoughts of Love of me to forbidden lands

To see forever my flightless Feathers fall free, on dim lit shadowed floors

Knowing forever closed to me within were the sky's bright blue covered doors

Yet here, again, before me, he stands

Comforting me gently, and Holding my hand

Loving me tenderly and whispering softly to me.



My Heart's Angel has given me back my wings.

Given me back my voice so that I may forever sing

Given me back my Heart's bell

To forever hear its sweet Melody swell.

He's Lit the hearth of my Heart with the warmth of his Love

A Depth of Love I shall pray will never cease

For within his arms, My Heart Angel's warm embrace,

I have at last found my place

And one moments peace.







By E.VA


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Various poems #1-Six feet under in my Cradle tomb

01:36 Sep 23 2007
Times Read: 593


Six feet under in my cradle tomb



Lost is the chance to move forward

left behind are the dreams

lost is the chance to look backward

and left behind are the memories



locked in a moment

unable to move

lost in the storm

unable to swoon



fall into nothing

time slips away

nothing is forever

not even this day



torrents of sorrow

thrown to the wind

words said in anger

that not even God can rescind



Am i so beyond redemption in your eyes

that upon my head six feet of dirt there lies?

That above my eyes a wooden box there lay

that was made at my cradle for the coming of this day?



I am not the child

whom upon which they said would not live

Nor am I the serpent that now

you paint me so brightly so



yet you both had swung the gravel

both carried the noose

and left me here swinging

as the floorboards came loose



so don't you be standing there

eyes wet with tears

wondering what you could have done to prevent it

to stop it,

these long cold hard years



Forget-me-not flowers to line my gallows bed

as you seem not to forget that upon them you tread



to myself I will always wonder

as I move throughout this harsh cold world

Without you

If you had ever wished

that I was?



Six feet under in my cradle tomb.



By E. VA


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