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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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