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steve1223

The Lost Of Terra

This is the place where all come
Here and now they gather
Everything must come to an end
Life force slowly trickles out
Others flow like a river

Some depart so very young
Then others so long to linger
Only the gods answers have
For them it’s just a game

There they sit and wagers make
Employing their godly wiles
Roll the dice, rack them up
Remain in charge for down below
Everyone is a looser
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Posted: Nov 2013
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john17021984

Legend Of The Black Dove (Part 11)

"Destination Unknown"
John Norrington joins his friends. As the storm is approaching
the Columbia they attempt once again to return to their own time
and home in England.The mist engulfs the ship and the wind
becomes gusty, Captain Owens and his crew are ready for any
immediate manuever they may have to handle to keep the ship
on course. The ship slows then stops, things seem to appear
normal, there is Dover Harbour. The ship now heads in to port,
John Norrington and Bill Jenkins disembark from the ship and
travel by stage coach to Norrington manor where they are
greeted by their servants and staff.Hours later Bill Jenkins
goes on duty at the hotel pub, only to notice his adversary
Jack Wild standing at the bar, Jenkins slips out the back
door for a moment to tell John Norrington about Wild's
presence, Norrington could not understand that Wild is still
free undaunted by Jenkins being present. Only one conclusion
can be made, is that time travelling had brought them back to
an earlier timeline. He also realises if this is the case his
wife may still be alive,so he mounts Warrior his horse and
rides out to visit her two miles away in their summer residence.
He dismounts then goes inside. He notices her in her armchair,
they hug each other. Norrington knows now that the stage
coach tragedy is just hours away and the location where it
is to take place. He tries to tell his wife not to travel
by coach tonight and to go in the morning instead, but
she does not want to do so because she would not have
much time with her mother on her birthday, as she is
travelling to Somerset the next day, and her ship was
leaving very early. Norrington knows now he has to try
to stop the coach from crashing over the cliff. The coach
is now ready along with it's cargo of gold, the dignitaries
are prepared to leave and Norrington also boards the coach,
being part of the original passengers. The coach then leaves
on time. As it approaches the fateful bend the Wild's outlaws
attack. The coach pulls up and Wild has his gunmen hold the
passengers at gunpoint. Norrington must act quickly, so he
leaps at Wild and knocks him from his horse to the ground.
Norrington pulls out his gun as the outlaws fire at him
gunning him down. He is lying motionless.......
Has Norrington been killed ?
Will the Black Dove save the coach from destruction ?
Don't miss the exciting final conclusion in
Part 12 ...."Terminal Paradox"
Posted the 1st January 2014
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Posted: Nov 2013
About this poem:
The Black Dove story is nearly over, enjoy the final twist to this not to be missed serial in the final part... 12

Written: 26th August 2013
Editor: Marikia
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mindy55

Merry Christmas

some time ago
there was a old man
his name was Santa Claus
and he and his wife
was so sweet and kind,
with a white head of hair
and a curly gray beard
he sat day after day
rocking in his chair,
just to pass the time away
Santa loved children
and Miss Claus too,
Santa sat the day away
thinking what could he do
for Christmas
for all the boys and girls,
Miss Santa said
get out that old sleigh
and on Dec. 25th that very special day
when Christ was born
gather up some gifts
and give them away,
Wow what a thought
Ill call it toys for tots,
so Santa gathered up a few rain- deer
to get ready to take off
and spread some holiday cheer,
It made him think of baby
Jesus born in a barn
and his mother Mary lay him in hay
the wise men bought him gifts
it made Santa smile,
as he took off
grinning all the while,
that how I heard Christmas began
Santa just doing what the wise men
would do
bring toy to children around the world
also to spread the word about Christ
he died for our sin
thank you for reading my made up story,
it was all written for the little children
and to tell them about God and his
Glory,
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Posted: Dec 2013
About this poem:
IT just a made up story to tell people to give a gift and share about
how Christ was born. Merry Christmas
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Unknown

Electric soul

ELECRIC SOUL

Through fingertips

Into the soul

Through eyes

Through silicone chips, and glass disks

Along mettle wires, and across radio waves

Knowledge is given

Knowledge is found

Entertainment is given, and received

Love is shared, and found

From billions of our flames

Sparks from our souls

Left in the system

One day

Will the system have

An electric soul ?

JP owell
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Posted: Dec 2013
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BellaNora

Figment of My Imagination

Your complexity
Intensifies me
Walking away
You turn around
Brooding, and
Exuding confidence
You think…
And you hesitate,
Watching…
Every move I make
You wait, and you bait
You contemplate…
Your natural inclinations
To take
To break
To retaliate
You need to taste…
You’re a man of action
That drives you to distraction
For every minor infraction
You want to make me pay…
Bound and wincing
I need little convincing
That you mean business
Sooner than later
Reaching out
You clearly define your boundaries
And everything you see
Leaving me no room to breathe
To squirm free
You score your victory

Copyright © 2013
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Posted: Dec 2013
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john17021984

Legend Of The Black Dove (Part 12) Final

(Part 12) "Terminal Paradox"

The story so far.... John Norrington, only survivor of the
coach tragedy, manages to find sanctuary in a cave
and comes in contact with a large meteorite that had
crashed there hours before. He collapses to the ground
and a few minutes later feels revitalised and gains
new powers and abilities. Returning to the Norrington
manor, he creates a costume for his disguise as the
Black Dove and then goes in search of his friend's killers.
He finally catches up with Jack Wild and his outlaws.
Norrington and Jenkins board a ship. They eventually set sail
back to England. On their way back the ship is caught in
strange fog, which transports them into the future, then
to the past, and finally back to their present, and they are
back home. Everything seems normal but for the fact it is
one day prior to the coach tragedy. Norrington prepares
to alter the events that would follow, As the outlaws
are coming closer to the coach with their guns drawn Jack
Wild cries to the passengers to get out of the coach,
Norrington leaps out the coach and jumps onto Jack Wild.
The other outlaws fire at Norrington. He falls to the ground
and lies there lifeless. While the outlaws chase after the
stagecoach to capture its passengers, the King's guards
approach from the opposite side and give help to
Norrington. who regains strength and disguised as the
Black Dove chases the runaway coach. He has very
little time now for stopping the coach.
Climbing on top of his horse he takes a leap and descends
on the roof of the coach, which is now rounding the bend and
heading for the edge of the cliff. He applies a hand brake and
flames leap up from the wheels. The steering connection to the
horses snaps up and the coach grinds to a halt. The Black Dove
climbs down to check on the passengers. Finding his wife Beth
alive he smiles at her, then collapses to the ground. She climbs
out of the coach. Lifting his mask she sees in amazement that
the man was her husband John. She kisses him and asks, why
he is wearing this outfit, he tells her that he is the Black Dove
he wanted to prevent the tragedy from occurring again. Then
he dies and disappears right before her eyes, Beth is in tears
kneeling on the ground. Moments later John Norrington
materialises inside the coach, wondering where he had been.
Beth turns round and discovers her man is alive, but how
can this be? She is beside herself with joy as they succeed in
repairing the coach and continue their journey to Cornwall.
The Black dove had served his purpose: by saving his friends
he had created a new timeline which never included the
heroic Black Dove, as in this timeline the Black Dove
has never really existed. THE END
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Posted: Dec 2013
About this poem:
This is the final part to the epic serial poem "Legend Of The Black Dove" I hope all the poets who read this and followed the story enjoyed my efforts in trying to bring my character to life and all the excitement of his escapades, this story was a tribute to the cinema serials that operated around the world making many children and adults happy, the movie cliff hangers ran from the 1930s to 1956, My idea was a modern offshoot to these classics.
(To see some of these serials view you tube.com)
Written : 4th September 2013
Editor : Marikia
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minkybee

ROUND TABLE KEYBOARD

ROUND TABLE KEY BOARD
 
A - E - I _ O _ U 11 - 1 _ 1 _ 1
Fire Commander Ruling Against and with
Water Commander ...
 
Earth Commander Ruling Against and with
Air Commander ...
 
Flames of Dim Flight Ruling Against ...
Shining of Dim Light ...
 
All Commanders In Combat Fighting the Good Fight
All Believe they are Right With All of All of their Might
 
Programmed Convention ...
Demands Mechanical Spiders To Destroy
Yet The Destroyers are Fighting to Break Up Deploy
 
Fire Warrior Charges ...
Leading Other Commanders Astray
A Wayward of Impossible Changes
An Awkward Chance to Concave
 
Old Man of Ancient ..
Always Appears Shows Earth Commander's Path
All Commaders Follow ...
In a Pattern Mapped Out To Carve
 
Sister Fire Earth And Sister Water Air
Find Temperment Tampered In Their Duel Of Despare
 
Oh Maiden Of Needing For Truce Truth and Right
Finds The Key-Board Round Table A Tricky Combination Complied ...
 
Combination Destroys Mechanical Spiders
No More Mother Ship Depletes
Simultaniously Oh Maiden
Finds key To Mother Ship's Peace
 
Flames Yang of Dim Flight
Fights One's Own ...
Shining Yin of Dim Fight To Flight For Light
 
Sister Fire Water Sister Earth Air
Take Swords Once Spiders' Dead
Fight to Flight is BOTH Their Calling
As They Fight for Light as They Shed
 
It's all Taking Place ...
The Maiden Shows Found Combination Keys
Earth Commander Hears the Voice
Inner Combination Yearns He Frees
 
One Yang Sister Screams
I am Ruler I Know ...
Yet Sister Yin Embraces Powers
Once the Combination Flows
 
'Tis All Ney but a Reasoning
We All Want to Ascend ...
And As Long as We Want to do Better
The Light Will Win In the End
 
Where there is Duel Double of Opposites
Joined in Flight to Flight For Light
A Third Will Appear ...
Divine Intervention
 
A - E - I _ O _ U 11 - 1 _ 1 _ 1
Gives Strength for Yin to Flee Into Yang
Become a Duel Of Strength
Let There be Truth and True Light
As We Better Ourselves to Ascend
Thanks be to
The ....
 
ROUND TABLE KEY BOARD
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Posted: Jan 2014
About this poem:
It just came out after watching a movie ..
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Unknown

The Gods

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Posted: Jan 2014
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berto_THC

''WITHIN A TRANCE''

Time is neither here nor there, Time is within itself. It exists only within it's presence, in our presence, in present state. The past and future only exists in our mind, because of present time. Our ability to remember and plan, creates an illusion of time past or coming future. Time's only real existence is actually the present. Only our ability to live within the present can change our mental emotions and physical feelings, hence our ability to falsely live life in an existence that is not reality.
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Posted: Mar 2014
About this poem:
Waking up from a dream and realizing these thoughts and feelings are'nt my own. Yet they are flowing through me. Without hesitation I caress my pen with paper and create what is now within a trance.
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branksome

The Shaman

I would like to be a Shaman
To be able to confer with spirits
Invisible in the exercise of intent
Sacred objects painted faces
Are only to impress
They need it not
It is all for show.
To appear in two places
Is the mark of a great Shaman
Like Ariel flitting from place to place
Living on sunlight for the most part
A little smoke now and then
of the venerable weed
Eschewing strong drink,
But loves beer.
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Posted: Apr 2014
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