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She walks like an angel
Through my broken dreams
Carrying hope like mail
To repair loves lost seams

She is not the end all and be all
but the one thats getting away
For her I would always fall
She knows what i would say

Its something primal that attracts
Something instinctual that draws
Her feminine clothes and makeup masks
Her delicate beauty that awes

I want to see her finally and again
In my dreams I can't wait to meet
The women who eludes the love train
and i haven't felt yet her loving heat

But for lack of trying to get it
i wonder now and again sometime
will she turn to this fire thats lit
After she reads this biographical rhyme.


BY ADAM

While grey days, with sultry air and rain
Alter moods of cheerful folk
Autumn days and Winter chill,
With bunchy leaves and snowy hills
Replace the sombre moods of men,
With Harvest moon and Christmas hymns.
But lurking near, no place on calendar
wall, beckoning to all
Resides the ghost of final season,
Ever present, ever teasing
When sense of rhyme snd reason fade to black
And genes attack,
Able Sable Dunmor, without staff or legion
Awaken dormant dreams of life
Postponing final Season.

A sharp edge of night glooms over my heart shadows looms in the dark words with murderous ties kisses wipes say your goodbye. strip of my right to love naked feeling toss a side change sheet fresh meat stumbles in & out .Double life sleep with thy wife answer me or set me free promise made words fade .hollow shell of my heart what dwell beneath the dark fester & spread have thy way with me leave it be HOW I LOVE YOU AND YOUR BOTTOMLESS PIT OF LIES

We are all Light of the Light....Anger, Hate, Greed, Selfishness, Repression those things the Black Holes to our Light. Humanity is the gift, to Live this life, is for another existence in Time and Space, a Capability, if Learned and Understood to exist in both. To be in the Human form and able to traverse as of the Light. It is not an easy task in this time we are born, But remember the greatest rewards are earned hard thereby appreciated the most.

Speak to me of worlds
We'll see
And byways we will take.

Hold me close and
tell me what a lovely
pair we make.

Kiss my hands
And sing my praises
Stroke my silken hair.

Look into my loving
Eyes and tell me
That you care.

Wait I will each
time you leave to fight
your battles long.

With your sword
and horse a blazing-
mystical and strong.

Through thick and thin
through good and bad
forever I will stay.

Because my knight
I love you true,
forever and a day.

i hide behind my rings
and shatter echoes of the things
that layed ahead of age
that we cut short with my rage.



i'm on my way, i wish you well
it's season's cast of a love spell

Festering
in branches high,
discerning corruptions
proprieties disguised,
she apart, yet never alone
brooded contempt
with blackened eyes
and sooted soul
when but a child of five
“People rarely look up”
so she’d learned to climb.

Hatchin’ haint
in shadow’s caul.
Billowing malice
In enmity’s thrall~
pubescent Realm Cracker
Darkness embraced.
Summoning Thunder
she Willed
and she laid waste.
Her mind her sharpened saber
her tongue
spat judgment’s call
lest someone dare assuage her
she’d learned to appall.

Advancing
by the light
of the bridges
she did burn,
in the company of voices,
she heard
yet would not to learn.
Something reprehensible
into her heart
had crept,
distilling tears to fire
in solitude she wept.
Those she loved
came to avoid her.
Thus, at last,
she learned regret.

In an instant
rare and tender,
a revelation kindled new
compassion’s charity
and forgiveness~
an insight that saw through
the visage of disappointment
and thus gave place
that love would grow.
Her tattered heart
thus shattered
and she learned at last to sow
what she willed
to one day gather
A Sage of Rage
transformed
doth Know.


Callaghan Grant 5/24/2013

The wind blowing through my hair,
The sand hitting my face,
Theres such a cold breeze
it hurts,You then take my hand
and put it in yours to keep warm
because being with you is like the sun
the sun shinning and your touch is like
the heat of the sun on my skin,
You brighten up my day with your presence,
Your my lover my soul mate,
You are the one who saved me from
the dark storm and took me into the light
For you my darling you
You are my sunshine xxx

When the stars stop shinning,
And the wind begins to blow
Ill still be here smiling,
can you feel my warm glow.
The world you know so heavy,
Full of darkness sorrow and pain,
Take my hand sweet child,
Ill shelter you from the rain.
Together we can move the clouds
An let the sun rays shine on everyone
Come now little darling together we become one.

for my Angel of the North


Maelstrom:
1. A storm at sea involving a whirlpool of extraordinary size or violence.
2. A violent or turbulent situation.

Disambiguation
Malestrom:
1. The destructive whirlpool of emotions generated when a woman is simultaneously loved by two men.


On your way through life you collect some things that you found,
Larger things may have gravity, to which you feel bound,
But if, like me, you discard things or rent to save cost,
You will only ever remember the things that you lost.

_____________________________________________________


I wandered the world twelve years all alone,
Anchored to nothing, nowhere to call home,
The desert came calling; the dunes whispered ‘Go’,
No rain ever falling, expectations were low.

Drifting along through sand, dust and sun,
A real life outlawed, no chance any fun,
The price of exclusion, extinguish the fire,
An outcast should know when he becomes a pariah.

You see a desert is defined by the amount of rain falling,
Just as a man is defined his name they are calling,
Yet what was this on the horizon now building?
Dark nimbus clouds, could the desert be yielding?

Without calling it Christmas so as not to offend,
Little else going on so I had to attend,
The party was where her glowing smile first warmed me,
That dress and those curves, I so needed to see.

Fragrant the air, dust and new rainfall mixing,
A great storm was now brewing, overhead it was fixing,
Tiny raindrops I could feel at first at the dance,
Her eyes shone so bright, I was hers to entrance.

“Forget it” they told me, “She’s out of your league”
The facts can’t deter, my desire won’t fatigue,
A strange silence in the taxi as our hands almost touch,
I doubt she’ll ever know I wanted her so much.

The rain became steady now, she filled every thought,
Over dinner the next night our shy glances were caught,
Each idea, word and smile realised our connection,
Understanding her soul I glimpsed universal perfection.

But I bid her ‘Goodnight’ at the hotel lobby door,
And under the clear desert moonlight it started to pour,
It had been thirty years since I was a teen,
But she made me feel so alive, so young and so keen.

The old and the new, from the land of the sea,
To another she was promised, she kept nothing from me,
Such a short time and I knew I’d crave more,
To live in the moment and forget tomorrow’s war.