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Deep in the night when the world retreats.
The dragon goes to his cave to eat treats.
His ravenous craving echoes the cavern
while hearing the people at the tavern.
His mate was stabbed by a valiant knight.
He eats alone greedily by foxfire light.
Around him he admires his valuable lore;
Emeralds, sapphires and rubies galore.
The bats hang above him in the ceiling.
Rats scurry the cave to him unappealing.
Bones and skelletons are his friends
ever reminding him of his certain end.
He lives in a dim world through flight.
Sometimes he circles the darken night.
The moon reminds him of a nobler age
when dragons filled the sky's stage.
With his breath he roars in flames.
To him all lifeforms are fair game.
A monster, predator and victim of fate
he mourns but joys over his lost mate.
The dragon goes to his cave to eat treats.
His ravenous craving echoes the cavern
while hearing the people at the tavern.
His mate was stabbed by a valiant knight.
He eats alone greedily by foxfire light.
Around him he admires his valuable lore;
Emeralds, sapphires and rubies galore.
The bats hang above him in the ceiling.
Rats scurry the cave to him unappealing.
Bones and skelletons are his friends
ever reminding him of his certain end.
He lives in a dim world through flight.
Sometimes he circles the darken night.
The moon reminds him of a nobler age
when dragons filled the sky's stage.
With his breath he roars in flames.
To him all lifeforms are fair game.
A monster, predator and victim of fate
he mourns but joys over his lost mate.
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LOL!
love it!
See the poetry bug kept you up late? Hope you got sleep... Maybe you tossed n turned, like I did...
mourning doves, sweet
sounding loves
called the two, each other
observing the world
sitting above, together
what they see
can we guess? should we?
or, just know that ever
the two are met well
and lifetime
these two spend
living two
as one
not mourning
just doves...
nene
love it!
See the poetry bug kept you up late? Hope you got sleep... Maybe you tossed n turned, like I did...
mourning doves, sweet
sounding loves
called the two, each other
observing the world
sitting above, together
what they see
can we guess? should we?
or, just know that ever
the two are met well
and lifetime
these two spend
living two
as one
not mourning
just doves...
nene
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The greater cats with golden eyes
stare out between the bars.
Deserts are there, and different skies,
and night with different stars.
Through the eyes of Cat
stare out between the bars.
Deserts are there, and different skies,
and night with different stars.
Through the eyes of Cat
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very sweet cat ,i like it,and roy chill out ok
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Yes. Similiar in meaning. :) Thank you.
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I am chillin.
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O little cat with yellow eyes,
enthroned upon my garden gate,
remote, impassive and sedate
and so unutterably wise.
enthroned upon my garden gate,
remote, impassive and sedate
and so unutterably wise.
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Soap Scultures
by RainbowSlider
Clean statues that cry in the rain.
Statues that never get dirt or pain.
Immature visions of forgotten art.
Dramatic extras like unused part.
Advertising that seeks attention.
A flower that seeks redemption.
Masquerading actors with no clue.
My mind when I thought of you.
The emptiness of life beyond hope.
A writer's block given by the Pope.
Mental obsessions that refrain.
Unbroken glass on a window pane.
Carved nightmares with no use.
Just a concept that can only lose.
An abomination of idolatry given.
A statue that can never be forgiven.
Music that has no refrain ever.
An angel caught in the weather.
Stillness that lasts in forever.
Horror of quill without a feather.
by RainbowSlider
Clean statues that cry in the rain.
Statues that never get dirt or pain.
Immature visions of forgotten art.
Dramatic extras like unused part.
Advertising that seeks attention.
A flower that seeks redemption.
Masquerading actors with no clue.
My mind when I thought of you.
The emptiness of life beyond hope.
A writer's block given by the Pope.
Mental obsessions that refrain.
Unbroken glass on a window pane.
Carved nightmares with no use.
Just a concept that can only lose.
An abomination of idolatry given.
A statue that can never be forgiven.
Music that has no refrain ever.
An angel caught in the weather.
Stillness that lasts in forever.
Horror of quill without a feather.
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Inside the heads
roll, with queens and kings
faces circling
as tunmbled down humblers
a second looking up
and blur the stars
as mountains view rise up!
facing down, taste the soil
the mountains fall
this time
and round 'til force
halts...
all heads roll
unseen hands toss the dice
"off with thier heads!"
continuous echo
as the queen's sneer
at landscapes, and sky
circle evry stare
yet, even the mighty
must halt one day
as do we lesser noggins
heads roll the same
regardless the the crowns
and, again
come to halt...
Nene
roll, with queens and kings
faces circling
as tunmbled down humblers
a second looking up
and blur the stars
as mountains view rise up!
facing down, taste the soil
the mountains fall
this time
and round 'til force
halts...
all heads roll
unseen hands toss the dice
"off with thier heads!"
continuous echo
as the queen's sneer
at landscapes, and sky
circle evry stare
yet, even the mighty
must halt one day
as do we lesser noggins
heads roll the same
regardless the the crowns
and, again
come to halt...
Nene
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The Windmills Of My Mind
by RainbowSlider
I was just a small boy in the back window of dad's old Chevy.
My stepbrother, Rickey and my sister, Vicky counted the windmills.
It was when dad was stationed in Germany; we went on many trips.
Holland, Luxembourg, Heidelberg, France and all over free Europe.
When watching the Wizard Of Oz it took me back to fields of poppies.
I could wedge myself in although I tumble when dad put on the breaks.
It was such a beautiful site going up Bahn-Bahn and getting off the Autobahn.
I always wondered as we went up that hill if the cable would break.
Burch's Garden, the leaning tower of Pisa, the Eiffel tower; so many wonders.
The bullfights of Madrid, the Swiss Alps and the great wall; I am so glad they took it down.
Sometimes I think of laying with my love in a field of poppies.
Xavier Hollander, if anybody would know it would be her.
by RainbowSlider
I was just a small boy in the back window of dad's old Chevy.
My stepbrother, Rickey and my sister, Vicky counted the windmills.
It was when dad was stationed in Germany; we went on many trips.
Holland, Luxembourg, Heidelberg, France and all over free Europe.
When watching the Wizard Of Oz it took me back to fields of poppies.
I could wedge myself in although I tumble when dad put on the breaks.
It was such a beautiful site going up Bahn-Bahn and getting off the Autobahn.
I always wondered as we went up that hill if the cable would break.
Burch's Garden, the leaning tower of Pisa, the Eiffel tower; so many wonders.
The bullfights of Madrid, the Swiss Alps and the great wall; I am so glad they took it down.
Sometimes I think of laying with my love in a field of poppies.
Xavier Hollander, if anybody would know it would be her.
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The Wall Between Walls
by RainbowSlider
Dreamscapes into nightmares and the wonder of it all.
My best friend became my worse enemy behind the wall.
In my castle fortress I would drink in the mead hall.
Some day I hoped that the iron curtain would just fall.
Through lack of communication love lost its hold.
We were knights courageous and we were oh so bold.
But like an evil omen our straits were foretold.
Not even love can withstand ashes that are cold.
What once was a roaring flame became a dying ember.
Sadly I ponder the fate when I choose to remember.
Passion so hot turning into the hoarfrost December.
The death of love can become like a rotten timber.
When worlds collide even the innocent can get hurt.
Mudslinging and there is no end to all the dirt.
Shared victories can become lone strategies to flirt.
Tender mercies are cast a shadow and love is inert.
Where once stood a home becomes a wrecked house.
One can lose a lover and just have a spouse.
One can lose one's humanity and become a mouse.
One can lose one's dignity and feel like a louse.
by RainbowSlider
Dreamscapes into nightmares and the wonder of it all.
My best friend became my worse enemy behind the wall.
In my castle fortress I would drink in the mead hall.
Some day I hoped that the iron curtain would just fall.
Through lack of communication love lost its hold.
We were knights courageous and we were oh so bold.
But like an evil omen our straits were foretold.
Not even love can withstand ashes that are cold.
What once was a roaring flame became a dying ember.
Sadly I ponder the fate when I choose to remember.
Passion so hot turning into the hoarfrost December.
The death of love can become like a rotten timber.
When worlds collide even the innocent can get hurt.
Mudslinging and there is no end to all the dirt.
Shared victories can become lone strategies to flirt.
Tender mercies are cast a shadow and love is inert.
Where once stood a home becomes a wrecked house.
One can lose a lover and just have a spouse.
One can lose one's humanity and become a mouse.
One can lose one's dignity and feel like a louse.
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The Web Of Earthly Delights
by RainbowSlider
Come into my parlor said the spider to the fly.
Come closer, closer; Sociability I will try.
Make yourself comfortable; Cozy at my home.
We will talk of flying and flies left alone.
No need to rush off; My web is guarded strong.
We can spend time together; The night is long.
My home isn't much; The web will grow on you.
You attach easily; Silk looks good on you, too.
I am glad you stopped by; I really like flies.
I love to collect things; I have some nice pies.
Look at my stamp collection; Sticky things are sweet.
You look good enough to eat; You are a nice treat.
I have some imported stuff; I have some honey.
You can stay with me; You don't need money.
I don't get many visitors; You're my first tonight.
Relax and lose your cares; You can spend the night.
Don't worry about tomorrow; We have time now.
No need to stress or fret; Don't have a cow.
Enjoy your life; It is not as bad as it seems.
Calm down; take a load off and pleasant dreams.
by RainbowSlider
Come into my parlor said the spider to the fly.
Come closer, closer; Sociability I will try.
Make yourself comfortable; Cozy at my home.
We will talk of flying and flies left alone.
No need to rush off; My web is guarded strong.
We can spend time together; The night is long.
My home isn't much; The web will grow on you.
You attach easily; Silk looks good on you, too.
I am glad you stopped by; I really like flies.
I love to collect things; I have some nice pies.
Look at my stamp collection; Sticky things are sweet.
You look good enough to eat; You are a nice treat.
I have some imported stuff; I have some honey.
You can stay with me; You don't need money.
I don't get many visitors; You're my first tonight.
Relax and lose your cares; You can spend the night.
Don't worry about tomorrow; We have time now.
No need to stress or fret; Don't have a cow.
Enjoy your life; It is not as bad as it seems.
Calm down; take a load off and pleasant dreams.
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would love to roy lol,
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The Friendship Of Love
by RainbowSlider
Love can be a normal attraction.
Love can be a natural reaction.
Love can be a trusted friend.
Love can be a song that never ends.
Love can mean so many things.
Love can be about pretty rings.
Love can make you feel small.
Love can make you feel tall.
Love can be misunderstood.
Love can be if you only would.
Love can make you feel alive.
Love can make you feel five.
Love can make you lose a friend.
Love can make you gain a friend.
Love can take you many places.
Love can make you wash your faces.
Love can really challenge you.
Love can let you see the real, too.
Love can be a great fantasy.
Love can be a warm reality.
by RainbowSlider
Love can be a normal attraction.
Love can be a natural reaction.
Love can be a trusted friend.
Love can be a song that never ends.
Love can mean so many things.
Love can be about pretty rings.
Love can make you feel small.
Love can make you feel tall.
Love can be misunderstood.
Love can be if you only would.
Love can make you feel alive.
Love can make you feel five.
Love can make you lose a friend.
Love can make you gain a friend.
Love can take you many places.
Love can make you wash your faces.
Love can really challenge you.
Love can let you see the real, too.
Love can be a great fantasy.
Love can be a warm reality.
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Make Me A Sanctuary
by RainbowSlider
Great Spirit of love and passion make me a blessing of compassion.
Build me big enough to help others but small enough so I am a brother.
Guide my footsteps on the right path so that I am not consumed by my wrath.
Give me the knowledge that I need thee and pure light so others can see.
Mold my will into thy will for power so that I won't be a corrupted flower.
Make me a beacon that shines light in shadow and through darkest night.
Form me into a friend with a hand that can share love in your land.
Teach me how to know thy truth so that I don't need reproof.
Transform me pliable and strong and give me a happy song.
Shape me into a lighthouse of victory and make me a sanctuary.
by RainbowSlider
Great Spirit of love and passion make me a blessing of compassion.
Build me big enough to help others but small enough so I am a brother.
Guide my footsteps on the right path so that I am not consumed by my wrath.
Give me the knowledge that I need thee and pure light so others can see.
Mold my will into thy will for power so that I won't be a corrupted flower.
Make me a beacon that shines light in shadow and through darkest night.
Form me into a friend with a hand that can share love in your land.
Teach me how to know thy truth so that I don't need reproof.
Transform me pliable and strong and give me a happy song.
Shape me into a lighthouse of victory and make me a sanctuary.
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Very nice poems. Wish i could let things slide out of my mouth like that. I try and nothing makes sense...lol
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Thank you. Arise and shine for thy light has come and the glory of the Lord is risen upon you. The words will come when you let them come out. All good things come to those who wait upon the Lord. You shall run and not be weary. You shall walk and not faint. Teach me Lord to wait. :)
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I love Christy Lane's songs. Her song, "One Day At A Time" has always comforted me. We say that in my meetings a lot, lol. Sometimes we say five minutes at a time, lol.
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by RainbowSlider
My beloved and me are one.
We are parts of the atom.
We are the power of creation.
We are the power of uncreation.
We are opposites in attraction.
We are matches in distraction.
We revolve around each other.
We can be hard to discover.
Our nuclear power is so great.
Yet, the mass is featherweight.
We can be ever so tiny and small.
But we can be like giants tall.
Our love can be so constructive.
Yet, it can equally be destructive.
We ask just to be left alone.
We truly love our happy home.
We are self evident yet invisible.
We are better left indivisible.
We don't have to prove ourself.
Our love shows and proves itself.