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Umbrella

There she stands 
Centre stage for all to see
Tall and slender 
Precariously she balances.

I reach out for her
Draw her to me 
My hand skims her body 
Slowly reaching her skirt.

Playful fingers find hidden areas
Delighted her legs spring forth
Displaying the very beauty
Of her delicately adorned skirt.

Gaily she dances around
Dizzily twisting and turning
In the brightness of day shading
She gently tends to my needs.

Personal ballerina takes to toes leaping
Merrily bobbing up and down
As emotional to her performance
Clouds cry a thousand tears for her.

Reaching our destination
Slightly shaken, she leans
Watches me quietly drips
Against the wall.

Reminiscent of the day's fulfillment
We acknowledge one another silently
Restful knowing we shall be
One once more.


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Goddess Of The Night

Dusk calls out to the Goddess of the night,
coaxing her over tree tops, she's shining bright.

Within tonight's twilight, her white light is full,
the one evening of each passing month
when she drops the veils of mystery,
exposing her true beauty for all to see.

Luna is my spiritual mistress of the witching hour,
cooling off the tempers of my Sun's burning power.

Enraptured by her teasing splendor,
as she flirts with night creatures.
When she becomes a perfect circle
dancing across the velvet dome of night,
showing off her full, pale, curvaceous might,
these are the very moments
that the primal animal inside,
patiently waits for, 
with a building, beastly crescendo.

Tonight,
I watch the Goddess of the night
disrobe amongst the jealous stars,
flaunting her suspenseful bloom,
causing the very darkness to swoon.
Gentle light of the moon
caresses my skin as a lover,
filling up the spider's web above
with a ghostly, incandescent glow,
that hypnotizes me with a glimmering flow
of passionate, gleaming brilliance -
slowing down earthly time
for just a moment's soft brush
of a pulling, tidal communion.





*Inspired by Dr. Ram Mehta's  "Luna- The Goddess of the Moon" contest


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Dark Shadows

The night approaches me again and you're not here still with me 
And here under my breath I call your name and I watch your loving face 
And there among the dark shadows  you'll come back  again the same  
I hear your haunting tune and I know that you'll be waitin'  this time for me. 

Release me from all this pain I'm sufferin "Come to me"and just take my hand 
Hold me in your arms so tight and please never ever let me again go 
Together we'll dream of that other time and fly away to that  magical time band 
There is no other place like this in heaven or earth where our love can only but glow. 

Join me here tonight,hear my voice into the night and just be mine for all time 
Come to me right now and give me all your love before the night is carried away 
Let me kiss your lips,caress and love you all night til we both see a brand-new day 
Disperse all the dark shadows in which I exist,come to me and be mine for all times.


Dorian Petersen Potter 
aka ladydp2000 
copyright@2010 


July 18, 2010 


Author Notes: 

This poem amongt many others that I'd written in my life,had been inspired by 
my very favorite and most beloved vampire character of all time, 
"Barnabas Collins" from the most popular daytime soap opera series ever 
produced on T.V. in my opinion, "Dark Shadows." This whole DVD collection is most 
wonderful! 
And Jonathan Frid is so awesome! 


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DEATH

With instincts
Distinct in its' precinct
It lies low
Flies above
And remains aloft
Full of power
It moves about
To and fro it goes
Until it finds its prey
Rich or Poor
Cowardly or Bold
Master or Servant
Weak or Mighty
In its physical form
It was defeated
In its abstract
It was unseen
And hovers 
Around its prey
Until the time is come
The die is cast
And the command is 
given
The soul is taken
As the line is cut
That connects
Life to the body
DEATH!!!
A tear to many
A joy to others
A curse to some
A blessing in disguise
It is to you 
What you choose it to 
be


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You played me

Running your fingers
over my delicately tuned form.
Blind. - You know which keys to press.
To enhance sweet music  from me.
Happily and playfully,
my white notes singing love.
The darker side brings juxtaposed
moods and sadness,
pedalling drama and bitterness.
You know just how to play me.


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Rhiannon, Celtic Goddess Of The Moon

Rhiannon, Celtic Goddess of the Moon, with your silver hair
That flows for eternity as on your beautiful silver steed speed
Across the huge sky; you use your beauty__ men to snare
How you've lured men for centures and their minds ensnare

Rhiannon, Celtic Goddess of the Moon with flowing silver hair
Without a care on your beautiful silver steed ride on into eternity
Drawing all men, trap__luring to come and gaze with ease
Looking into the night sky they see your beauty as you ride by

Seemingly on your silver steed you rear up and stars
Flow into your trance and around your body they follow
Captivited by your beauty and magical pull into moon glow
How you have lured men for centures and them ensnared

Rhiannon, Celtic Goddess of the Moon, with your silver hair
That flows for eternity as on your beautiful silver steed speed


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The Maiden of Mysteries

Maiden of Mysteries
Her look delivers infinite inquiries
One mirror displays devilish ears
While the other depicts an angel with joyous tears

Pink, red, yellow and blue
All part of the personality crew
Does she have Hermes’s cunning?
The next action will be truly stunning!

With strength, she does not despair
Since her condition is quite rare
All of these mirrors make her unique
By combining into a magnificent physique

Like a present under a Christmas tree
You don’t know what’s inside until the wrapping frees
There is always a pleasant surprise 
When meeting the Maiden of Mysteries





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Why Should I

Was it enough or was it too much?
Sometimes too fast but always too slow!
God knows that I come with these seeds that grow.
Inside and out I absorb every single touch,
But why should I?
Why should I be the only one that knows?
Stepping through time and sliding back so smooth so I go!
I say I can qualify!
Where was I and why was I there?
Sometimes too obvious but always with doubt!
God knows that I come riding in on a prayer.
I absorb every single touch inside and out,
But why should I? 
Why should I be the only one that cares?
Climbing the highest mountains and sliding down so steep but on a dare!
I say I can magnify!

What did I say and what did I do?
Sometimes too quite but always too loud!
God knows that I come with a gleam that shines so proud.
Inside and out I absorb every single touch by you.
But why should I? 
Why should I be the only one in the crowd?
Walking on water and walking backwards but at least I know how.
I say I can intensify!
Do I want to or do you need me to?
Sometimes I wonder and sometimes I simply don’t care.
God knows that I come standing on a higher sky of blue.
I absorb every single touch by you inside and out with this glare.
But why should I?
Why should I be the only one with this view?
Up in the clouds and aimless but always led by you!
I say, “I SANCTIFY”!


®Registered: 1997  Ann Rich


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Lady Luck

I am way up,
I am way down,
I am all of the way around.
I am your Lady Luck!
I am right here,
I am right there,
I completely care,
I hold zero fear.
I am always in,
I am always out,
I am here again,
I am Heaven’s great big shout.
I am mother struck,
With Lady Luck!
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006


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Madame Morning Glory

Madame Morning Glory
greets the sun's warm embrace,
getting to work before the others do,
getting to work with intense purpose.
At the crack of dawn she begins to move,
creeping over powerless garden beds,
crawling up old brick walls.

Madame Morning Glory chokes her prey,
after seducing with violet blooms
and an array of hypnotic spades.
She knows how she is being watched,
realizing each new day could be the last,
but this doesn't cause her to be more bashful,
or hide her murderous ways.
She moves through the garden,
strangling her newest victims-
whether lily, daisy, rose,
iris, gladiolus or hyacinth;
makes no difference to her at all.

Madame Morning Glory
desires to be the only beauty queen in town,
leaving behind a funeral procession,
of any other likely candidates.
But it isn't only the glamour and charms
hiding the deadly nature of her whims,
that keeps this Madame alive.
Even though many people uproot her in angst,
there are those willing to make some shady deals-
bewitchment and dilation
traded for the opportunity to spread and kill,
as Madame Morning Glory twirls her trellises,
invokes a spell of intoxication
and continues on her way.


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NightMan

The dark crept with its black humor
Rallied at the little girls feet
Dared her to move by casting his shadow
Made of a witches broom and a boogeyman
He screamed at the trees and made the tremble
While she grabbed tighter her blanket
Said louder her prayers
That made the dark hiss and react
Moved his apparition under her bed
Then roun' to her closet
With his shady hands he triggers a sound almost like a creek
Lulled the chill bumps from her shoulders
Shut down the night-light
Making it dim and of no help
The black of night
Will laugh into the wolfs howl
Dominating the suns anticipated descend


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Barnabas Collins




They visit me here though they think me dead They all think me a long time gone The mausoleum is quiet, with only a dark shadow Creeping upon its ancient walls, and thats of my own The heavy door seems to creek all of sudden I think Outside I hear the sounds of what seems like footsteps I open that very old secret door which leads to my rest And with a heavy heart consumed by this fire, I prepare for the kill But then, outside, there is no one, no one is there No one out there now to steal from me this time in here Outside now I catch only the furtive and dark shadows As I hear the lonesome cry of a howling wolf or hurting bird I dart quickly another look again to my ancestral and cold coffin My fateful resting place is one more time again safe No friend nor foe to release me to free me tonight from my woes And from all of my black and torturous betraying thoughts I, Barnabas Collins, I stand here in all this darkness alone As I close my weary eyes for another moment and rolling time Then again I hear the wind moaning and hear the wind weeping The dogs are howling and my wounded heart abates in the wind They're my only companions in my endless and perpectual sorrow. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2010 July 22, 2010


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Spirit of the Opening

Young child full of hope and dreams,
volcanic personality laced with possibility,
charming but devious with schemes,
young Eunuch, powerful yet lacking stability.

Named after the god Janus hence January.
Having two faces, one facing the future,
one facing last year’s gory mortuary.
Favorite flower: a carnation to nurture.

A fickle young fellow indeed,
star of the time and space show,
riding a happy go lucky steed.
All  dressed up but ..where to go?

Sporting a favorite garnet gem,
enjoying the groupies and fanfare,
tripping over last year’s hem.
History is the map, but will he care?


Janus was old Roman god (two faces) referred to as "spirit of the opening".
January flower carnation: Gem; Garnet

for:
Personification of January contest sponsored by Nette Onclaud
written by Robert A. Dufresne
12/31/2011









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A Special Place

Places! 
I have been to many, yours and mine!
So much seen with these eyes!
I’ve walked the lonely highways night and day,
Powered with great energy to just run away,
I have crawled so deep within myself just to find you.
Running with a bleeding mind with so many views!
I have a special place that I come to.
It‘s extra silent!
My time to be quite!
It’s completely in sync!
My time to think!
It’s so beautiful!
My time to feel wonderful!
It’s a special place that I find plentiful!

Places! 
So many I’ve already been! 
But many I have still never seen!
I have thought many times of my broken dreams, time and time again,
Powered with great energy to just run free with the wind,
Sunsets and sunrises capturing my view,
So many to come with a gleam that shines through you!
I have a special place that I come to.
I have many visions that I see.
A world untouched and unscathed by its common ground,
Touching a very special place inside of me!
Such a blessing I have found.
It’s extra special!
My only pedestal!
It‘s without pain!
My only gain!
It‘s so exceptional!
My only interval,
And it’s completely unconditional!


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January my lover

January, With thou beautiful eyes, You make me see crazy flies With thou strong arms, So full of charms, You protect me from any harms With thou hungry lips, You forbid me from taking dips With thou sexy hips, You keep giving me slips! January, Like a handsome lover, You give me essence You surprise me with the flower's fragrance You take me and make me dance Never to your sad tunes But to your husky melody There, By the lonely dunes, Only, you, January!
Name : Anoucheka Gangabissoon Contest : Personification of January Contest Sponsor : Nette Onclaud


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watching a dream

this world
my world
this dream 
my dream

in his dream i see another me
the me that i want to be
the me that wish to be
but may not ever come to be

I watch myself living my life
making the same wrongs and rights
But from i regret at what i saw
The end of the dream in lefted me in shock and awe

I saw my end was much too quick
Death at an young age,the cause: a bullet

Then i awake from a world 
that was more than it seems
But then i still hear the film rolling
Am i still watching this dream





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Personify this

I am a dark metaphysical being
Created by the wall of reality breaching
the malevolent Fabric of your nightmares  
I am not the boogie man no
I am the force in your mind that describes depression
I am the all mighty one who makes love falter
I am the beast who shines no light but engulfs you in the night 



If i am broken
it means once i was whole
If i am dead
it means once i was alive
If i am depressed 
It means i have once been happy


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Mother Star

I am aimed and directed for a shooting star.
In the midst of a collision I am traveling far.
 
Nothing can stop me for I am on a lifelong mission.
I’m timing the clocks and gaining some recognition.
 
I am in and out of reality stumbling onto a delusion.
Sometimes I want to run free and go into seclusion.
 
The wind tries to hinder me so I shew it to go away.
I stand on the Moon and make the Sun arise a new day.
 
I am looking down at a world that is misunderstood.
If I could have I would have and then again I should.
 
But that is neither here nor there so I will fair.
I have accumulated a bit and have much to share.
 
However, there is a cornerstone one can get stuck.
One must find the mother Star and hope for lady luck.
 
Once you find it you will be well on your way,
You’ll rise with the Sun and be brighter each day.
 
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006


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You Worried For Brother!

You Worried For Brother!  
7/27/2006 
 
You Worried For Brother! 

Your poem so nice rather, 
Dont treat him like others, 
If read your nice the poem, 
Will worried with this case. 

Everything possible in world, 
Captain Crook boldly went.. 
Where earlier no one there, 
Just the world of mysteries. 

It make possible to shave on, 
One very nice kitchenate oven, 
Did you see crow laying eggs? 
happening with your brother. 

Dont worry its usual in this life, 
Some time it worst happening, 
Don't bother these accidents O, 
He saved might from the bigger. 

You made this nice most poem, 
In worry of accidents with him, 
O lovely person he taken fate, 
Fate of other from God on him. 

Your poem a lovey from a sister, 
Of lovely brother so loving him. 
Keep continuity voice speaking, 
Your worry made it good sound.  


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Mistakes

Everyday, every time that goes by,
I seem to make the wrong choices.
Mistakes u might say.
Will u ever learn..??
Instead of going right I take left,
Instead of moving straight I take a U-turn,
Instead of moving ahead, i keeping looking back for unnecessary things.
Mistakes I might say,
or may be one will say.
I regret so many things, I have done.
People I have been with.
I am not blaming people without any reason.
or just simply..
Promises I have broken.
Trying no to show none of its.
I turn away from everyone and everything.
Is that another mistake..?
How do I open up my heart?
And let others in...?
When that has only gotten me hurt!!
May b I should try...
And broken my heart before, should I change?
Who I am???
Being me is how I express my individuality.
And I realize that either my way Mistakes are a part of whom I am.


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My Grass in the Desert

The midnight magic sprinkles in the air.
I can hear the every breath that you take.
Closing my eyes I am so lost to any existence.
This moment is mine that I create.
So very, very much I am content!
My soul is engaged with such a paradise. 
I am aimlessly there.

Ah yes! Yes indeed, 
You are my grass in the desert and I am so very, very near.
The glitter is everywhere, 
I can breathe the every breath that you take.
Closing my eyes I am so lost for time.
This moment is mine that I make.
So very, very much I am entwined.
My soul is entangled with magic so sublime, 
I am without a single care.
Yes, yes, yes! 

You are my grass in the desert and I do often come there.
The radiance I stand and bear.
I can touch the every breath that you take.
Closing my eyes I am so lost without a cause.
This moment is mine that I partake.
So very, very much I am lost.
My soul is entangled in this web of mine, 
I am so very, very much there.

I am lost in time.
Ah yes, yes, yes indeed!
You are my grass in the desert and I am here to share.
Blossoms are blooming everywhere planting the harvested seeds.
My grass in the desert is all that I will ever need, even when so desolately bare!


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Link

Traveling through the galaxies of many and more,
I come up under a Star I have never seen before.
 
It had light brighter than anything I’ve ever seen.
It was intelligent and wise and incredibly keen.
 
It could talk it could dance and it could even sing.
It had made all of the worlds and gave them a king.
 
It had made the Sun and the Moon just for me.
It made me the link for the whole world to see.
 
I was to link each kingdom according to orders.
Each one had four corners and then four borders.
 
So I went around the galaxies linking what I could.
Many had burned out Stars that just never would.
 
I saw where there were no towns or cities at all.
I seen all of the planets made great and small.
 
There was a missing link to the universe I saw.
I found myself linking it all up standing in awe.
 
 
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006
 


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Sow seed

Jesus know our greatest needs
He has planted an incredible seed
That whosoever may believe
May received.


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A Poet's Day

When it rains, it shines in these radiant beaming eyes of mine.
When it's cold, it's warm in these promised lands I've come afar to farm.
When you're there, I'm right here and there's nothing for us to fear.
Nights become darker and day’s grow lighter, each becomes more vividly bright.
I love, I hate, but my life has brought us yesterday, today and once again tomorrow.
My world is huge, and so are you perfectly attuned standing straight in front of the line.
I loved you, I hated you and still I brought you neither malice nor any bodily harm.
It is the echoes of uncelebrated storms in your heart I can soundly hear.
Over here and even over there! I‘m still mistaken by shined or shaded Earthly lights!
It is your love for your life of just being that I've tempered and borrowed. 

Wallah! It's "A Poet's Day" and you shall be my insatiable ennobled prey. 
I am always right by your side to accommodate your pleasurable stay. 
Forbidden and pardoned from up above, goodness planted my glory on Saint's Day".
Wallah! "A Poet's Day" and She comes with rain or He comes with shine.
Promised from up above, you are with me from all formations of time!
I roll and I sway reckoning these implanted seeds are here for a very long stay.
I loved you and I hated you, but I'm here by very afar and by many of few. 
Wallah! "A Poet's Day" cultivates golden glaring growing seeds of light to sow. 
You shall know me and we shall produce a world none can ever show. 
I'm yours and you're mine, yesterday, today, and then tomorrow we will shine as two.
TA DA! Your beloved reigns above all your painful empty sorrows buried alive inside of you! 


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The Private Cellar

I crept through the night just like a creepy crawler.
The smell of dust mixed in the reek of wine.
Lo and behold there was a crack in a mighty fine line.
Dripping and drooling with many more pleasures to be, 
The darn rats were the nastiest gnawers. 
Dark and dinghy I continued to look and see,
The Private Cellar locked with no key.
Back and forth my knees break and bend,
Leaning back reaching across the floor I’m at my end.
Walls and tunnels with no light in sight,
Lo and behold I’m a match to light in flight.
Panting and hissing with many more needs to please,
The darn bats were the trickiest thieves.
Cold and sweaty I continued to be a crook.
The Private Cellar is where I found the baited hooks.


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Array

My Yellow Butterfly; 
My Array!

Pinched in the corner of my eye,
Ah, ‘tis just my yellow butterfly!

A swarm of bees came chomping down on its tail,
And whipping up winds it stirs up new jets to sail!

Staying gallantly afloat it drifts wayward up into a puffed up cloud awaiting it in the air.
A red cardinal bird it did undoubtedly meet perched high on top a big pesky grizzly bear.

It just flies fancy free through the needles and straws of prickly Pine Trees.
And it starts circling around until it is across the rolling roaring High Seas!

My yellow butterfly just zip zaps itself right on by.
It is either flying too low or it is flying up on high!

On top of the clouds, I did get to watch its magnificent tail set sail.
Triumphantly, it stays afloat between a big shark and mighty whale!

A horde of yellow butterflies suddenly dumped down on me with voices that blare.
The journal of flying from here to there will get everyone everywhere except in err!

Yellow butterflies were coming from everywhere just so joyous for my eyes to see,
And I was caught up on a cloud when my yellow butterfly ushered in its array of me.

My Array: 
My Yellow Butterfly!


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Palms by the Sea

Oh this Sea from left to right,
How my mind gathers your visions to my sight.
You clouds stray from over here to over there,
And my lungs fill deep as they gather you into my air.
I am the neutral zone with all of my love that I share
The “Palms by the Sea” give my visions their true light!
In each I can see myself inside of a seemingly height.
The Palms by the Sea are my only solemn oath I fight!
 Up inside of the tallest tree I shall surely come,
Your Earth, your Moon and your Sun I shall make them all come undone!
I am you as you breathe my life and it is your love that I shall proclaim in the moment I seize!
Up inside of you I am proclaiming my every single genuine need.
The “Palms by the Sea” guard the shores for my more, my all, or even none!


®Registered: Ann Rich 1997



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I Am

I am something you hold when you miss,
And I am forgotten all but a gentle kiss!
I am the cold draft when you’re all alone.
And I am the smile that generates your happy home.
I am something for nothing but I’m more than most.
And I am your summer breeze, I am your host.
I am the tear that falls from your eyes,
And I am the light that outshines your lies.
I am the flutter in your beating heart,
And I am the breath that gives you a fresh start.
I am the lump in your throat when lost for words,
And I am the silence you have always heard.
I am the warmth traveling in your blood,
And I am the memory you instantly flood.
I am the dream you’ve always had,
And I am the one with you happy or sad.
I am the one that always told you so,
And I am the only person you positively know.
I am taken and given because I just am,
And I am exactly what I am,
And not even by you will I be jammed!
 
© Copyright  Ann Rich   2006


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My Silent Solitude

On the inside and looking out, I sit below.
Maybe I am here to wait?
Deep within the depths of me I must go.
My world is all mine being one that only I know.
So many things in here that I can debate!
I see a world of madness so I steadily take it all in.
New things come to me, time and time again.
My silent solitude renews what time creates.
On the outside, I can look deep within.
Maybe I am here to know?
Deep within the depths of me is where it begins.
My world is all mine being one that only I must transcend.
So many things in here that I can show!
I see a world of confusion, but I can always navigate.
New things come to me, the more and more to vindicate.
My silent solitude always tells me so.
Deep within I can come and go.
Maybe I am here to show?
My world is all mine being the one that only I accumulate. 
So many things in here that I can comprehend!
I can see the beginning and I can see the end.
New things come to me, one by one to appreciate.
My silent solitude is the womb in which I alone can grow.



© Copyright: 1997 Ann Rich


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Diamond Souls

Hearts of gold fused by two making me the only one,
Aries, “I am” is you to all of us who have only just begun.
Crystal clear the visions I seek, you are the one that is complete!
You are a diamond in the sky; I look and wonder why you’re at my feet
I wish, I wish for your beautiful brilliant shooting stars.
I pray, I pray for our dragging existing time you balance so very far.
If I had one then I’d have two and the more I’d give for you to share.
If I were, then I’d be again where you float through the sky on a dare.
In the midnight skies I see the diamond souls lined all in your corner.
But the “Archer” I am and the “Bulls-eye” I target from your former.

Flash by flash I see your lights and one by one they glare by my own given fate.
Inside and looking out, I see your brilliance aiming extremely high with my “God-given” bow.
The stars aligned like chicken pox spread from here to there and one of them my mate.
Outside and looking in, I see your intelligence and draw my arrow with a big lump in my throat.
If I could, then I would dash from here to there shining the Diamond Souls by my very own.
But the “Archer” I see what I know I am aiming for up on high and you my Aries, 
You just tempted your own fate with your diamonds on my “Royal Throne“.


®Registered: 2001   Ann Rich 


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Never-Never Land

I stare out into this huge blue Sea,
And the waves, well, they just carry me.
My mind drifts so far away,
Because the Ocean is where I lay!
I’m off to never-never land once again,
So take my hand and let this journey begin!
I listen carefully to the Oceans roar,
The waves, well they just help me soar.
My mind relaxes with my day,
Because the Ocean is where I always lay!
I’m off to never-never land on a hunch for so much more,
So take my hand and let’s find new places we can both explore!
I can see blue water with big fluffy white rolls,
Waves, well they just capture my entire soul.
My mind just helpless with my day,
Well, it is the Ocean where I lay!
Off in never-never land I can always see,
A gigantic Ocean covering over me!
Far away in never-never land near the Ocean is where I always lay.
Lifeless in the sand is where I’ll always be.
So take my hand and be lifeless with me in the sand.
Together, just you and me on our journey to never-never land,
Just lifeless in the sand, together you and I and always we’ll be hand in hand!



© Copyright: 1997  Ann Rich


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Priceless Penny

You smiled at me just the other day.
And what did I do? I just walked away.
Carrying myself over to the other way!
So now I miss you and literally I’ve died!
I weep until I release what I have sighed!
Now there is no place for me to run or hide.
 And all of that was just another priceless penny!
And believe me I have collected stacks of many!
 
I saw you when we were at or in the end.
And that’s when I knew where I had been.
I connected you to me from way back when.
Loving you invigorates my soul to up and live.
I’m more than enough and have plenty to give.
There is no-thing left for me to accept or forgive.
 
It is another adorned and decorated priceless penny!
I suppose I stand attesting time! So, did you get any?
 

 
 
 


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Thief

I shall hide in my poem,
So that I may kiss your lips as you recite it
Filling it's essence of a heart delighted.

Last night my soul transcended time and space,
I sat upon your bed and gazed
upon your sweet face,

love came and filled my veins and flesh
with out thee oh beloved I cannot rest
thy goodness I cannot measure 
for you are that hidden treasure

your secret I will conceal and mines you will not tell
as dawn approached I knew I had to return to my hell
the loneliness of separate separated separation I know all to well

O beloved I came to you at night fall as dream
but now I must leave,
you cried out "Oh Capture the thief" there was know thief it was I the lover that stole one last look at your face prior to returning to this desolate lonely place


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Quiet Attraction

‘Quiet attraction, you’re overwhelming elegance;

all I could do was sit there,

blushing could you tell?

No chance in moving just to re-think.

The wanting of being elsewhere,

I needed one more look before I left;

got the feeling you wanted that too.

Sadly just to many people blocked the way,

turned around, head down due to having no view of you.

Will next time be more difficult?

Awkwardness in a room full of people,

now your work colleagues becoming aware,

it is not so quiet now.

Making tales in my head,

multiple versions of the way we could meet

but need of seeing you someplace else without eyes watching,

without the heat of embarrassment waiting,

for these thoughts to be said.’ 


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The Look of Love

Eyes so bright with a light that shines, 
You brought this to me.
Lost time the two that be!
Eyes of light with the look of love in sight!
Eyes that glare with a gleam that shows,
You revealed this to me.
Things to know the two that be!
Eyes that dream with the look of love or so it seemed,
Eyes with tears a promised pain,
You gave this to me.
A list that I retain the two that be!
You are the eyes that clear the look of loves hidden fears.
Eyes with mystery shine in you,
You lay this before me.
So much I do the two that be!
Eyes with dignity the look of love in all of its reality! 
Eyes with deepness a reflection of you,
You presented this to me.
A lie in my truth the two that be!
Eyes with achievement the look of love in all of its completeness!
Eyes of you in a vision of me,
Forever you and me until I die the two that be,
For you’re the eyes that already knew the look of love with its promise renewed!


© COPYRIGHT:   1997   ANN RICH   


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Sometimes

Where do we go when we go away?
Where do I go when I want to stay?
Sometimes I am lost and I can not see.
“God”, I look up and all I can do is pray.
Sometimes it is hard for me to even believe.
And then sometimes you set me so free!
Why does it have to be this way?
What is it that you need for me to say?
Sometimes I run free with the night.
“God”, I look around and I find my prey.
Sometimes I can see the crystal clear light.
And then sometimes I enhance my very own fight.

What mountain do you need for me to climb?
Where am I destined in this blessed and holy time?
Sometimes heaven is right at my front door.
“God”, I look down and even I can draw the line.
Sometimes I push for your all or more.
And then sometimes I am my own warrior.
Why do I balance these things with you?
What is it that you need for me to do?
Sometimes I just wonder why.
“God”, I am looking all around simply passing through.
Sometimes I am just tired and want to sit down for a cry.
And then sometimes I know that I have always been the one that tried.


© Copyright: 1997  Ann Rich


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Life Surrounded by Death

The black sand,
On the land of death
Is the only thing
That made the flower stand,


This flower is living while dying
it's smiling while crying
it's living surrounded by death
it's feeling happy while feeling depressed
it's seeing darkness while seeing light
it's living day while living night
it's living everyday waiting for tomorrow
it's praying for God to feel no more sorrow
looking up and never looking down
listening to its soul and no other sound
flying in the sky while standing on the ground
watering itself by tears of angels
that fall all around...


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Angels of Mercy

I‘ve an Angel of Mercy watching over me,
His eyes are watching me from sea to sea.

Staggeringly, I did stand there and I waited for only one who really knew.
Balanced by shining Stars, the universe earned my golden wings of two.

I fly high above from worlds torn apart by a magnificent set of three.
Cast down to Earth the galaxies spread far and apart just to be free.
We watch and we sit as we wonder when will all of this be?
Angels of Mercy balance the scales of lighter years that shall come to be.
I rise above Seas and Skies that can not set a boundary high enough for me.          .

Scattered by harvested seeds delusions are sent plentifully my way,
Up and down I am this way this day and I shall make my own way.

You feel, you see, but you can not believe that it is me, the pure and true one.
Angels of Mercy hear my plea, for I believe and soon I will be forever done!

Flying here and flying over there,
Only you know how much I truly care.
Angels of Mercy be on your merry way!

Me and mine will peacefully war with every single one of you,						
Eternally conquering exactly what I as one have set out to do!         


®Registered:   Ann Rich   2004


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that i might

That I might be a drop of the sweetest rain
To fall upon your face
Trace the lines of your lips
And rest inside your mouth

That I might be consumed
And evenly dispersed
Among your being
To enrich 
To give life to
To be united with
You


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Purple

Gray retangular speciticles

with long stems

that fit behind the ear

the world is tinted

when viewed through them

blocking the intense glow

of the sun

Portection

prevention

eyes hidden

everything seems so safe

feeling invisible

fear is non-existant


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MY HERO

A Hero to most is a fairytale thing . . . 
So unbelievable most don't believe.
But lucky for me . . . 
I have gotten to see
A HERO defined only by me.

A man so strong . . .  
To lift the weight from my shoulders so I can breathe. 

A man so courage's . . .  
As to walk down a dark path with my hand in his 

A man so fearless . . . 
That only he can comfort my biggest fears. 

A man, who from the beginning . . .  
Said yes when everything else said no 

A man, who appeared . . .  
When I thought, I was all alone. 

A man with a heart so warms . . .  
That with only his kiss I was brought back to life. 

A man who can brighten . . .  
Any day with his smile. 

A man like no other . . . 
My world he soon  became.
He was unexpected...
A gift he was ment to be. 

An angel undercover . . . 
A man like no other.

He became an important piece in my life's puzzle. 
He opened my life to a belief I never thought was real.


I never believed in fairytale...
Till the day you walked in. 

For my Hero has come...
My HERO defined only by me.

By:Rachel Stacken


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Brittle

Twisted into the shape of  a jagged diamond, 
i squeeze tightly in aspiration not to lose my bloody grasp, 
cutting me to peices but i do not let go 
as i watch the life  continually flow out of us both,
 the one jewel in my ragged tore down world 
i wish to hold as a keepsake for all of time, 
but i have done nothing more than deminish your true value, 
in my hands your shine has been lost, 
you validity has wore thin,
 and your strength has come tumbling to an end, 
for i have loosened my grip to find 
there is only a hardened rock 
where my prized possesion once lay resting


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Callings

The tide calls
The tide falls
The tide threatens 
To swallow us all

The moon swells
A tolling bell
Ever chimes
The midnight yell

The waves swirl
Spray, they hurl
Upon the rocks
Upon the girl

She sits there, night
After night, after fright
Dwelling on
What happen might

She twirls her hair
So golden, fair
Around a finger
Like the ring she'll wear

She doesn't love
Marriage on a whim
Her worst mistake
From her life she can't trim

The cold waters invite
Its black eddy delights
As she falls beneath its crest
And sinks with all her might

Think things all the way through


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The Trainer

The Trainer is skilled and knowledge is way too real.
Precision is marked and the course plainly lain out.
The trainer is everything and has no room for doubt.
Our lessons are here in which we share what we feel.
We’re certified by gold appeal to His right thumb seal.

Our perfection with His direction is a challenge we must all meet.
Teaching or lectures the trainer’s word sits upon a cozy high seat.
The Trainer is the one, teaching us why we have all come to care.

Articulate in balancing those massive scales, 
He is making us ready for His truth or dare.
Slowly but surely He removes all of our veils.

Testing and provoking the thoughts that we all must greatly compare,
The Trainer is detained and responsible to the reality we all shall bare.
So listen here and listen there, eventually fame is no more good or fun.
The Trainer teaches us that it is our principles to be all by being one.

The Trainer is well thought out even if the job comes undone.
The Trainer is my heir I bare for global defeat fair and square!


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Perception

 In an effervescent picture I see you and me
           I'm coloring in the emotions that because of 
you have come to my mind

You inspire the best in me and when we touch
            You bring forth desire, a desire to hold
you tighter, to be pieced together so tight

With my acceptance of you inside
Slow and easy, side to side, as the fire increases
the depth and speed and desire of knowing that I
can experience this as a part of love

And as the climax comes to an end, I can still
       be held in your loving arms and every day
see you smile and to once again create
    a new picture and pursue to satisfy that same desire


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The One Whom You Cannot See

I'm here, but you can't see me.
I'm always in your presence,
But--
I only come out when I sense the need.
I'm in the midst of the stillness of the night,
Especially when all is asleep and in bed.
I'm only heard and never seen,
Besides--
Being jostled away is a dread.
I rest gently on a baby's lips, 
As he sucks on his bottle.
But--
I'm deferred and set aside when my brother arrives,
He breaks all consciousness
As peace and calmness slowly become obsolete.
I try so hard to stay around
But--
After disappointment, my smile is averted to a frown.
Why should I stay here?
I'm no longer needed,
I guess I'll just wander off until my brother's task is completed.
You're probably curious of who i just might be,
For I am SILENCE,
The one whom you cannot see...


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Natural breath

Whispers in my ear,
tussling of my hair,
and sweeping me
off my feet.
Wrapping a blanket
around me,
warmth engulfs my form,
new breath, 
blown gently upon my skin.
Goose pimples,
shivers down my spine;
bodily senses pricked
top to toe....
as you encircle me,
I move to find comfort.
Willing you to climax,
that I might find satisfaction,
a quieter state of mind,
a stillness,
as the sun shines once more.
I anticipate your return...



Author's notes

Okay, so this is slightly different from me....I wanted to kind of personify the wind here; 
making the reader unsure as to whether it were a lover I was thinking of.... Try re-reading 
thinking of it the other way, I think it works.....


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Unclean Messiah

We worship you and never turn away from you we believe that on your eve dull sin 
will wash away what hope begin, we walk in your kingdom where truth was never 
allowed in on bended knee you gave us the key to unlock what was dead and 
gave us you instead. Blood of our blood drum of our drum in you twisted lord 
what of us has your word become temptation is real vanity can heal with in your 
church of degradation is the seed of our new nation. My messiah i pray for you to 
always remain so we can rejoice your name unclean messiah will forever reign.

Cole Hodson (c)