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My life reveals through art and poetry.I find this satisfaction through literature.
 
My life reveals through art and poetry.I find this satisfaction through literature.
  
Killing me softly
 
  
Brown diamonds
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Moonlit
Glow on trees.
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Burning ball
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Gives an enlightening
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Flame
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To show
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The shimmer of beauty.
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Noisy shadows
 
Complain
 
About this empty
 
Dream.
 
  
Time to pass
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At the edge of a brain
The rainbow
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Of red and
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I lay with my thoughts;
Blue.
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Once all those
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close to your mind
Believes
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Return to
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a spear; constrain.
Fading truth.
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Hands push it along the line;
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was a contract with birth
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your guardian angel once did sign.
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Glorious words of moral
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Arms sail with force
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spare-haired legs; dark; a moonlit night
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stroke the surface of my white
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A short sigh of relief reveals remorse.
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                                                           (Lady of Poetry)
 
                                                           (Lady of Poetry)
  
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I suppose my own blog site might be more helpful to characterize me: [http://www.ladyofpoetry.blogspot.com www.ladyofpoetry.blogspot.com] , [http://www.ladyofpoetry.beepworld.de www.ladyofpoetry.beepworld.de]

Latest revision as of 22:00, 3 June 2008

Well, what can I say more than a blank page could say in here?

My life reveals through art and poetry.I find this satisfaction through literature.


Moonlit


At the edge of a brain

I lay with my thoughts;

close to your mind

a spear; constrain.

Hands push it along the line;

was a contract with birth

your guardian angel once did sign.


Glorious words of moral


Arms sail with force

spare-haired legs; dark; a moonlit night

stroke the surface of my white

A short sigh of relief reveals remorse.


                                                         (Lady of Poetry)

I suppose my own blog site might be more helpful to characterize me: www.ladyofpoetry.blogspot.com , www.ladyofpoetry.beepworld.de