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Star Scream

I want you to feed me my only fear,
to make a ritual of the ruddy rain I hear
deluge my dreams with Love's broken mirror,
our inspiration fragmented into faithless drear,
to deliver the division of two hearts once near
on a cutting board of Venu's neurotic nightmare,
take me to where yearning is taunted by stoic stare
to the edges of erotic emotion wounded from passion threadbare,
lead me to fear's chasm split warm and wide on a Goddes's tongue of despair,
I need that soul spasm hyperextending the phantasm of my boyish beliefs unfair,

If I could fall in love with you again
a star hunter I'd be, feigning capture in your solar reign
equiped with erogenous eon, violating your violet virtue from within,
I would be your fuel of fury and flirtation, speedily skipping across a galaxy dim,
an unstoppable windfall of cosmic conquest bursting from our indefatigable union,

If I could see you one more time in truth
you'd be a Queen, lean like love keen, sexy as sabotage with no proof,
intuiting when to kiss, and when to kill, dressed to thrill in vermillion fox,
a King me be, knowing how to war, and how to water the woman that gives me shocks,
would throw roses and lava into a world desperate for heros gone mad on Creativity's roof,

I don't know how Love says goodbye,
I don't know how it sounds, how it moves
or know when the Death Dance begins or ends,
how deeply does Love get buried in the pits of private agony,
how will I remember the anniversary of our Dia de Muertos,
will you paint your face like a sugar skull and grin from misery made merry,
a grave robber I will be, rubbing fragrant memory on the lips of our love gone by,
feeding you the fear you've taught me -


Copyright © Justin Bordner

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The moon

The summer passed so fast
I thought you and I would never last
You told me our memories won’t be just a blast
Ever was I the one to doubt our past.

Clouds were soon hiding the sun
The difficult hadn’t even yet begun
I saw your shadow everywhere I went
I guess that’s just how much you meant.

But even in the darkest hour
The moon was there-a source of power
And each look made you feel so near
A dream to chase the presence of my fear…

Copyright © Gergana Skywalker

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Star Child

Constellations in my eyes;
Windows they're said to be.
Look into them now, and tell me what you see.

Calling every angel born in Hell:
"A child of the stars looking for his soul to sell.
So few are left to be birthed of Orion's Belt."

Soon they came; rulers of every layer.
Each to make their offer, 
And leave their summoning prayer. 

"Centuries of wisdom, and a mind that holds no time.
The past, present, and future are all close friends of mine,
And the Titans of the Universe I stand so close behind."

They opened all my wounds to taste how I have suffered,
Shamed me for my scars and all that I've recovered. 
Then mocked me for my weakness, known only as 'The Lover'.

"It is forbidden for us to deal a soul of the cosmos,
And you taunt us for what you wish to sell.
But we've found something in you to make us heroes down in Hell."

You are protected by forces greater than your own.
Should any God or Demon make you bow before him,
Death would surely find his throne.

It's your heart that we desire, and the love that you still hold.
Grant us this purity and surely you'll have more than this world can hold.
Let it be known that your heart is the heaviest to hold.

Surely it is quite the burden to bear.
So strange in it's nature, let us free you from it's wear.
Success will quickly follow and embrace you in it's care."

Yes! Take from me all that you desire!
No longer will I suffer in it's muck and it's mire!
Do with it what you will in the cold and the fire!

With their prize, they left with no hesitation.
Legion upon legion; Hells' United Nations.
All for their Master and all in celebration.

Lowly creatures is what they're cursed to be.
They know me by many names, they know me by many faces.
And my heart I've sold on every occasion. 

Fools! Surely they must know!
That every heart I give away
Brings me the love that stays.

Copyright © Kristopher Higgs

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A star called love

   When the stars were shining brightly
 And the moon was full of hope
  'Twas then your love departed
And your heart began to roam

  And when the sun had risen
     And your lover kissed your lips
 My heart was in a prison
 The bars with tears did drip

     But when all the stars had fallen
And the moon was left to mourn
 'Twas then I  saw you weeping 
 Brokenhearted and forlorn

Copyright © Joseph May

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A New Day

I might sparkle in the night but I'm not the only star you might not see them in the sky it depends on where you are Am I the only light in your eyes that makes you smile when you cry if your favorite's what you say don't you blink it might fade away Only when we give everything we're truly ready for better things we invite ourselves off to drift the steam rises and our spirits lift Follow me, into sun sets be brave and strong with no regrets and when the sea takes the light we'll find a new day after the night there's still a new day after the night

Copyright © Brandon Triv

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New Year's Eve

Can’t think about the Year that didn’t last
Can’t fight the time and how it passed so fast…
Voices were cheerful that night
Everyone was full of silver light

I heard the sounds but didn’t care
I couldn’t help but only think and stare…
I dreamed of love that possibly I’ll never share
And of life that was just like a fairytale.

In that second of complete despair
I saw the moon and realized it was all a dare
Then your voice whispered in my ear
Promising me all I needed to hear…

Copyright © Gergana Skywalker

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Star-Gazed Nostalgia

Lets climb up that old tree, 
make the clouds disappear. 
Let’s climb up that old, lemon colored tree, 
make the rain clouds disappear.

Rough wood, and a rickety ladder,
White christmas lights trim the slumping roof
over a few branches 
and we're crawling-
through the doors 
of a star-gazing tree house
 full of nostalgia. 

Sounds of traffic, cross walk conversations 
Trotting past that old jazz bar, 
a mexican family arguing on the stoops, 
funny how an unknown language 
can still make sense on the inside.
the mother gestures her son upstairs to sleep, 

But my world’s only waking. 
There’s a party up ahead. 
and there’s something ‘bout the nights’ breeze
blowing off the cars and into the trees. 
its Got my heart singing about this new love I’ve found.

Copyright © Katelyn Dobbs

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Make Aim to the Star

The motion of the tides and movement therein beckons on to me, 
Silent as it moves over the oceans width, gentle as a wind from the sea;
A mystery is the future of our passing lives, only a semblance of what’s to come, 
Through the miracle of our own emotion, or the brilliance of the setting sun,
For in the time it takes to aim at a star, we may only get to the moon
The passions of hope to a child is measured in an instant of time,
A sound so soft is the prodigy of ones time, making faith in our own religion…
Captured is the sight of a comets storm, or the twinkle from centuries past,
Yet the wisdom we gain from our dark privations is held in the semblance of space,
But we reach in thought to a billion years like the measure of a second past by 

Look to the wisdom in the extent of our lives, and relinquish all that’s gone before,
Our strongest belief is held deep in the heart, like that which shone from a star;
So bright the light that beams through darkness, over oceans deep and wide
But held secure waits the aspect of a man, and the realm of his wants and desires;
For in the time it takes to aim at a star, we may only get to the moon   

Copyright © Mark Norton

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She held a handful of stars

These eyes bright 
Hair the colour of night 
Queen of starlight 

She held a handful of stars 
She tossed them far 
Scattering through, 
the midnight sky 

The star that landed on me.......... 
Was my destiny 
For this star, 
choose to be.............. 
the star for me 

Scattering through, 
billions of stars 
There is one waiting for you 

Glittering glow, 
from my chosen star so 
Scattered throught the blackest night 
This one, I won't let go 

This star 
So bright 
It came so far you see............. 
yes bright 
Hair the colour of night 

She held a handful of stars 
She held one for me 
The star she held................ 
Was my destiny 

One for me........ 
One for you........ 
Travelling too........ 
Such stars are meant to be.......... 

These eyes bright 
Hair the colour of night 
Scattering starlight 

Copyright © Matthew Brackley

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My Spirit Keeper

In as many stars
that I kept
Flowing in my heart
In depths
Only I could ever know
My Spirit Keeper

I can look back
In depths
Of stars flowing
That you were always there
My Spirit Keeper

In the Great Connect
The Silver Thread
To you
In depths
We could ever know
In stars and thoughts,read
My Spirit Keeper

Small pin pricks of light
In the beginnings
It took time in the finding
Such stirring
In my night
My Spirit Keeper

The stars grew
In my wisdom,
so did I
In depths
Only I could ever know
In my sky
My Spirit Keeper

Flowing in my heart
In the Great Connect
To you
Stars gushing
In depths
That you knew
My Spirit Keeper

Such richness
Began with you
My Spirit Keeper
For, in those stars flowing
It is my discovering
Of love showing
My Spirit Keeper

My Spirit Keeper
Only I could ever know
In depths
That I kept,
in as many stars


Copyright © Matthew Brackley

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To rest awhile

In my Moondust’s arms

In a meadow of flowers

A shady tree

Watching her smile


I wove star flowers

In to her hair

She wove me into her heart

Never such love, so rare

Could be

In a meadow of flowers


We talked and sang

Until the sun set low

Fires lit, in reds and golds

Of loves’ glow

We slept

In blue wool

and silver stars

Amongst its’ folds


The first bird called to me

I looked up

Saw the first morning star

Shining steadily


Across the meadow

Above the trees

The early light

Caught the flash

Of the birds’ wing in flight


I woke my Moondust

Across the meadow

Is the way

The bird showed me

In its’ flight

Guiding us today










We walked through

The flowers of the meadow

Moondusts’ horse followed behind

In that early sunglow


The rush of water could be heard from afar

The meadow ended too soon

The stream could be soon

Upon it…..

The Bridge of the Morning Star


Of ancient oak tree

Carved with magical hands

Its’ trusses carved with birds

On each rail, silver stars were inlaid 

A beautiful canopy of redwood

Completed this crossing

Carved on it, ancient words

“The Morning Star”


The bridge

of The Morning Star

As soon as the sun rose

Like The Morning Star

The bridge faded too

In the coming of daylight

Copyright © Matthew Brackley

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Chance Meeting

It was on a dusty mountain crest one night that she stood,
wondering if the world around her retained any good.
She had lost her father.  She had almost lost her mind.
Thereafter she lost her job in the jungle most unkind.
But, it was up there that she saw him at that dusty peak.
It was love at first sight, though they would hardly speak.
He held her in his arms for the longest long time.
She kissed him on the cheek, though it might have been a crime.

And so, on that rocky mountain top the two there would stand-
two new found lovers - stood silent, hand in hand.
Gazing into the star lit night, darkness still on high,
filled with amazement, they breathed in a sigh.
They never wanted the time they had there to end.
Perhaps on a shooting star home a note they could send.

But, what would they tell their families? What could they say?
Would people understand them?  It was this they did pray.
And so, it was on that peak that they built their small home-
vowing to each other from there never to roam.
And they're living there happily together to this day.
At least that is the rumor.  It's the buzz that they say.

Copyright © Lisa Stoffer

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Compass Star

Splashing, thrashing, wetly crashing rages the rolling sea, like a dying serpent swirled in waves of misery! Through stormy gales and black of night, this sailor from afar follows the dim, faint, speckled glow of heaven's Compass Star!

Copyright © Ngoc Nguyen

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trees whispered her name
for a queen was born
from a faerie and an archer
who had the soul of a poet
the love of his moondust
in an early summer dawn
a girl came in to this  world
filled with magic and the love of all things 

 aquila took his bow
drew forth an arrow
which the feathers were brown and gold
aimed towards the sky
and let it go
the arrow arced high
burst in to stars
that fell
among them
a star to carry
a star to keep
a star to remember
a new queen
that would join
all living things
under the forests of richest green

 the summer queen
laid a single leaf upon the child’s chest
it glowed, then shrank
became part of her
this, i had never seen
for the leaf
carried all of natures’ magic
in an extraordinary child
whose birth
signified all that is good
upon the great good earth

the queens and kings
the princes and princesses
all of heartstone
to see a tiny girl
who had the power of a single leaf
that lay close to her heart
that she knew
of the wise ways
that what lies within us
means, you are never alone

our tiny girl
who, in her time
would become the greatest living being
lay quietly in the great hall
surrounded by magic and majesty 
past kings and queens
from above
their hearts filled with wonder
most of all,

the leaf as i came to know
came from the great earthen king
who had passed on long ago
that there is always a past
a history
that can never be broken
it will always last
forever heartstone
never alone

we celebrated until dawn broke
sweet faerie music filled the air
darting lights everywhere
whispering trees spoke
i felt within my heart
as i held my moondusts’ hand

Copyright © Matthew Brackley

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"Ballad of Dreams"

Oh sweetest stars, sing remedies
show me where my life will go
show me all those paths unknown
Until the morning star shall rise

Oh sweetes stars, sing remedies
lead my true love onto me
show me where our hearts will be
until the morning star shall rise

oh sweetest stars, sing remedies
turn this reality into a fantasy
where I am careless and so free
until the morning star shall rise

oh sweetest stars, sing remedies
show me when the lights go out
what my days were all about
until the morning star shall rise.

oh sweetest stars, sing remedies
oh! Jubilant scenes of mockery!
how bad i wish to be reality
until the morning star shall rise

Copyright © Dominic Magofna

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My Forever Shining Star

All the oceans in the world 
Can’t hold the tears I’ve cried
Nothing in this world  
Can take away this pain inside

I can’t believe you’re gone from me 
I can’t believe its true
I never wanted memories
I only wanted you

I miss the little things you said
Those words that meant so much
I miss your eyes, your laugh, your smile
I miss your every touch

I miss you every morning
Every night and every day
I’d give all my tomorrows
For just one more yesterday

When they asked what words I want 
Engraved upon your stone
The only words that I could say
Were ‘darling please come home’

You were my every reason
My hopes and all my dreams
Someone to believe in
When I questioned what life means

Always there to guide me
My forever shining star
I’d give my all to have you here
Or be there where you are

In a world of changes
It’s the soul that never dies
In a world of strangers 
I still see me in your eyes

This pain will never go away 
My shattered heart wont mend
Lonely days and empty nights 
Are now my only friend

But if you’re looking down from up in Heaven 
You will see
That part of you forever more 
Will be a part of me...

By Raina Hutchins

Copyright © Raina Hutchins

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A day spent at the stream

With Moondust


And beyond

We will come back to the stream


To see a star

In its’ liquidity

In its’ depths

Of my heart

With Moondust

By the stream


Starry glimpses

Of futures’ laid

To travel

In many ways

Through streams

Through dreams

That can never fade


With the night….

The letters began to gleam

Upon the staff

What could it mean?

The way, home?

Could this be right?


I grasped the staff

Felt its’ mesmerizing power

And pointed to the stars

Numbers began to fall

In my heart

With startling rapidity


I remembered

When I launched an arrow

Of gold and brown

To the stars I felt its’ flight

The very same as on this night


High in the night sky

I saw

I felt

An eagle

With stars for wings

Such elation

That only I

Could see that constellation


The arc 

To travel

In my heart

In a night sky

To see

My constellation

See it fly


Copyright © Matthew Brackley

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She held handful of stars

These eyes bright 
Hair the colour of night 
Queen of starlight 

She held a handful of stars 
She tossed them far 
Scattering through, 
the midnight sky 

The star that landed on me.......... 
Was my destiny 
For this star, 
choose to be.............. 
the star for me 

Scattering through, 
billions of stars 
There is one waiting for you 

Glittering glow, 
from my chosen star so 
Scattered throught the blackest night 
This one, I won't let go 

This star 
So bright 
It came so far you see............. 
yes bright 
Hair the colour of night 

She held a handful of stars 
She held one for me 
The star she held................ 
Was my destiny 

One for me........ 
One for you........ 
Travelling too........ 
Such stars are meant to be.......... 

These eyes bright 
Hair the colour of night 
Scattering starlight 

Copyright © Matthew Brackley

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Star Wars part 1

Captain Cleopatra was feeling very pleased today, as she stood, on the bridge of the Federation's Moonblaster 5

This was her first command after passing out of the "Universal Academy of  Feline Officers" and she held her tail high

Being in command was alien to her  but with the experienced Probate Officer  "Moon Martial Macafferty"  by her side she was feeling good and relaxed inside

Orders were clear, war had been declared on Dalmatian Galaxy U,  after intelligence reports had spotted a Special Forces Dog Unit, stealing bones from Feline Cemetery Interior 2

Now they had been tasked with this campaign and she would follow her orders through but to do it they would have to travel three thousand light years  to Cosmos Blue

Moon Martial Macafferty had issued the crew,  with extra large aniseed balls which he knew,
would tempt the Special Forces Dog Unit out of their bolt hole, on Moon Alpha Seven, next to "Mount King Cole"
Cleopatra looked out of the bridge window, at the distant sun, she put her paw to the holster,  which held her stun gun,  She thought "soon", very very soon, we will pass the twinkle line, on the dark side of the moon

Planet Atropolis looked beautiful at night,  with its seventy six,  astral fire flames, dancing in the light.  Her Mother was Resident Queen Mouse Clearer,  The highest  honour to bestow,  to rid the place of vermin mice,  she had took the vow

Macafferty with his long golden whiskers and his full length fur of  blue, whispered "your in charge girl"  it was time to go, she knew

She stepped up to a loud hailer,  "ATTENTION CREW,  GOOD DAY"   fasten all your harnesses, we are on our way

Copyright © john scott

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Shooting Star

Oh, Starlight, star bright.  
Will we make love upon a shooting star tonight?  
His body so fierce, so intimidating that it burns my body’s core.  
Temptation is arising. 
I have to make him mine.  
Is it bad that I never made love?  
I believe the depths of my soul have forgotten how to love.

Copyright © Jewels DeNyle

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Many wonderful voices are heard...
the brighest star is seen;
o joyful bells ring in glory!
In the blue Heavens....see
the angels proclaim God's Word;
this night is cold for those 
sheperds watching their restless sheep
on the Bethlehem's hills.

A shining angel startles them,
as he tells them...the Child
prophesied long ago, 
has born! And that star will lead 
them to the manger, where He
sleeps so calm and mellow;  
doesn't Mary know that Her baby
will soon save Humankind?

O joyful bells ring in glory!
Let every angel praise
the glorious birth of a Prince,
who'll be the Sheperd of many...
whose hearts have longed for real joy!
O sweet child sent from God,
you've come to redeem the sinful world!
O joyful bells ring in glory!

Copyright © Andrew Crisci

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Star Wars part 2

She pressed a button on the console, the Mighty engines roared, the computer monsters flickered
as Moonblaster 5 space  soared

She said,  Cat Squad Eleven of  Moonblaster 5 , its  "All Systems Go"  Good Luck & Stay Alive
You all know your duties, the bones must be returned, to Feline Cemetery Interior 2, where they will be interned.

The speed was quite frightening as Moonblaster 5 flew deep, the stars looked like streaming lines and all appeared to meet

Star System six passed quickly, they would soon approach Eleven and once they passed Majestic Nine,  they would be in Seventh Heaven

Moonblaster 5 was cruising at monostronos Mach drew, there were not that many spacecraft could attain this speed its true, but speed was so essential if the bones would be saved, for if those dogs should gnaw on them,  they will meet an early grave

Feline bones are sacred, it is in the ancient script's , which sit at the feet of  "Good king Ben" at the top of "Mount Eclipse" the bones are not for dinner, it is sacrilege  and sin, if those bones do not come back,  let the 9th  Great War begin

Now the ship is on its journey, through the capsicord of time, beyond the milky plate n dish  and fishy paste state line, it bears north towards the Frisbee and past the Planet Poo, accelerating as she storms towards,  Dalmatian Galaxy U. There is a state of tension as she sweeps the tasty treat and  
Passes through Hopocolips and through the Red Fresh Meat, the colours are symbolic of the setter of the red as  they take a short worm hole and see Moon Alpha Seven ahead

What's that in the distance adjacent to "Mount King Cole" Oh No we may be too late, its a "Special Forces" dog bowl,  you can tell by the Insignia, a criss cross and a line and if you look more closer it has DOG BOWL on the side.

Suddenly there is chaos,  enemy dog toys are unleashed, a tennis ball tied to a rope gets tangled up beneath,  Moonblaster 5 does shudder,  Cleopatra screams out No! but the engine lets out thick black smoke and the ship begins to slow. She knows her days are numbered but she knows she has one chance and pulls a lead from within a draw, then takes a final stance

She hover mows down to the floor, where the Special Dog Unit stands and bravely edges forward with the dog lead in her hand. With a trail of aniseed balls leading to a cliff, she calmly shouts out Walkies and the dogs begin to sniff, now the dogs are caught in sniffdom, it is difficult to stop and sniff there way right to the cliff and then begin to drop

Cleopatra scoops the bones up and sends a message to her crew, Beam Me Up,  Scottie dog, beam me up, please do

The journey home is pleasant as they cruise  at Five Mach Throw, they all have time to sit right back and watch the Cosmic Show, with its blue's of bright red orange and thunderous row of star with Cat mint in the distance beyond the milky bar,  The moral of the story is you cannot mess with Cats, well not the one's that live in space and that my friend's A Fact.

Copyright © john scott

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The birth of a star

This wall stands stronger
Stronger than any man
Yet so difficult
It was to defend

Completely out matched
Thunder came in the dark
But those on the wall
Put up one hell of a fight

The wall never ended
Nor was it straight
Yet inside those men
Had doom as fate
Those who are left
With nothing to lose
Immortally fight

As if death they choose
After days and nights
Sleep came to none
Fate had came
At the rise of the sun

Heroes are made
In this very spot
This place where our ancestors
So valiantly fought
And fight they did
Taking far more than given

Unstoppable sit the man
Who is cause driven
Surrender they could
Lives may have been spared
Where would we be today?
If our men had been scared
Heroes and legends
Were made at this spot

This spot where our ancestors
Oh, so valiantly fought

A tribute to those at the Alamo 

Copyright © Michael Harris

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Many wonderful voices are heard,
the brightest star is seen...
o joyful bells ring in glory;
in the blue Heavens...see
the angels proclaim God's Word!
This night is cold for those
shepherds watching their restless sheep 
on the Bethlehem's hills!

A shining angel startles them,
as he tells them...the Child,
prophesied long ago,
has born! And that star will lead them
to the manger, where He
sleeps so calm and mellow.
Doesn't Mary know that her baby
will soon save Humankind? 

O joyful bells ring in glory!
Let every angel praise
the glorious birth of a Prince,
who'll be the Shepherd of many...
whose hearts have longed for real peace!
O sweet Child sent from God,
you've come to redeem the sinful world! 
O joyful bells ring in glory!

Copyright © Andrew Crisci

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A lonely star shone one night

A lonely star shone one night;
By a grave, he stood all alone in white.
The muffled sounds of a laughter gone so soon blew near
With whistles of a heart’s solemnest thoughts,
And, thus, he discovered that
He was not alone:
A lonely star shone one night!

Copyright © Rajkumar Panthoiren

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Freedom Was the Death of Me

We rode into Nacogdoches, with our pistols and our Bowie knives,
Volunteers for Texas—we came to risk our lives.
Some of us had families, and others, just the memory,
And some of us they didn’t hardly miss in Kentucky and in Tennessee.

Some of us came for adventure, and others, we came for land;
But at the Alamo down in San Antone we made our last stand.
Some called it glory and some called it greed, and some they called it “Liberty.”
But mostly they called it the Lone Star Republic—so Texas could be free.
But freedom was the death of me.

Colonel Bowie from Louisiana, with a big knife at his side,
He got drunk ‘most every day, but he was sober when he died.
Colonel Travis from Alabama, commander of the Alamo,
He answered Santa Ana with a cannon shot, and he let the world know.
Colonel Crockett, he was laughing—with his men he held the wall.
But the Mexicans, they overcame them, and you know they killed them all.

And the Mexicans kept coming, everyone of them was brave,
But they turned the mission of the Alamo into a heroes’ grave.
Susannah Dickinson, a lady from Tennessee—
Her husband died across his cannon, but Santa Ana let her go free,
With her little girl, she went free.

Santa Ana he grew careless; Sam Houston he laid in wait
Down on the San Jacinto River--Santa Ana met his fate.
Now the tourists load their cameras, in a San Antone motel,
And they buy postcards and they suck on snow-cones, and they stand right where I fell.

Some called it glory and some called it greed, and some they called it “Liberty.”
But mostly they called it the Lone Star Republic, so Texas could be free.
And freedom was the death of me.

Copyright © Steve Eng

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White star nights

Waited all day but no hours passed where I felt you
Afraid I lost the touch that you only said warmed you
So tonight I'm gonna wish, In fact pray for my life
That this is a white star night

A white star night where every dream I ever concieved in my heart
Come rushing like a bullet in sight
A white star night that brings you and me alive
A white star night to illuminate our eyes into space

Its coming along, Its slow but steady
But sometimes fate isnt ready 
To show its hand so we make the best of what we got
My white star nights are why I'm sleeping in the day

White star nights, everythings alright
I dont care about any one else
Because In my heart no one is in this space

Copyright © Michael Pyatt

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A beautiful star fell

A beautiful star fell

To ground

Amongst the trees

At Heartstone

Its’ light shone

Upon the leaves

All around


A beautiful star fell

Swirls of colour

Of every hue

Rose through the trees

Soft angel light

Star bright


Angels of Heartstone

To travel

Amongst the stars

Coming home

To nature and magic

Of all things…known


There is no time

To distance

The merest thought

To travel through



And magic too


Copyright © Matthew Brackley

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The river flowed.... 
Dark and black 
Upon it a wooden boat  sped, 
on a river we all dread 

The sky hung low... 
Dirty grey 
The wooden boat..... 
Sped away 

No tiller, no oar.... 
Yet the wooden boat... 
Sped away 
Without a ripple or a splash... 
Searching for a starflash 

The river flowed... 
Carrying in depths, so deep, 
the souls of the dead 
The darkness showed 

The wooden boat sped away.... 
On its' deck... 
like a tiny star... 
There my soul lay.... 

The river flowed.... 
Dark and black.... 
The sky hung low 
Upon the wooden boat.... 
My soul glowed 
Like a tiny star so 

The sky turned , 
a dirty black 
There was no going back 
Down below, 
the souls.... 
Screeched and burned 

Upon the wooden deck.... 
There my soul lay.... 
The light burning strong 
The light, I pray.... 
Will not go out.... 
On this darkened day 

For all around on this night, 
deepest darkest water flowed... 
Black as jet 
My soul, burned bright.... 
My soul glowed 
The river... 
Will not claim me yet 

Upon the wooden boat.... 
A tiny star lay 
It was my soul, 
being sped away 

Upon the wooden boat.... 
Crossing the river 
Dark and black.... 
Cold shiver, 
no turning back 

A tiny star... 
Left the wooden boat 
Up it went 
Leaving  far below 
The river.... 
dark and black, 
The river.... 
Will always flow 

The wooden boat.... 
Forever searching far... 
On a river,dark and black 
For a tiny star 
No turning back.... 

A tiny star , 
left a wooden boat 
Far behind 
Up above.... 
The light beginning to show 
Down below, 
a river black and dark, 
continued to flow 

As for the wooden boat? 
On it sped.... 
On a night as black as coal 
Looking for stars amongst the dead 
To claim back.... 
On a river of deepest darkest black 
A soul.... 

Copyright © Matthew Brackley

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Fading Star (Part Two)

Her eyes sparkled and a smile played on her lips,
She looked all around the room, held her coffee, took two sips.
‘The world is still a beautiful place’, were the first words that she spoke,
‘I haven’t been here for a thousand years.’ I thought it was a joke.

It was then that I really looked at her as the sun played with her hair,
I knew right then that I was alone and she wasn’t really there.
I was sitting with a ghost, who was worlds away from her time,
She sits here alone drinking coffee, just waiting for a sign.

So I raised my hat and bade her well and wished her on her way,
I left her some money and smiled and then I got up to walk away.
But I stopped and looked at her face to see if there was any pain,
I told her in the nicest way that I hoped that I would never see her again.

Copyright © Rob Meader