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David Craven Poem
Do you ever stop to wonder
as you go on about your life
why when people try just to be normal
you see dreams put to the knife
when you walk down the road
that you have chosen as your way
and you see the beaten path
as you walk it day by day
Do you ever look out from the path
and think it so unfair
that you often can glimpse beauty
and only wish that you were there
When the sight can take your breath away
do you smile, hope and pray
only to sadly drop your head
as the path once more turns away
Why fall prey to the hopelessness
and pain of dreams unwrought
why live a life filled with what ifs
when for those dreams you could have fought
The next time you catch a glimpse
of a place you want to see
tear your feet free from the path
and go where your heart wants you to be
So don't follow the path
but to your heart be true
to be alive is one thing
but to live is something new
So don't try to be normal
if your special let it show
let others be gently guided
by your hearts contented glow
Copyright © David Craven | Year Posted 2008
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David Craven Poem
Given in solemn promise
An Oath to always Defend
Those things held most precious
God.. Country.. and friends
The creak of well oiled armor
the heft of a sword well worn
the gift of the ability to protect
the weight of duty borne
With a promise to walk with honor
a young knight rises to the task
given by traitorous advisors
to guard a lonesome pass
Sly, sneaky and underhanded
traitors plot a monarchs demise
soulless assassins cut through the night
brought short by stern unflinching eyes
He drew his sword and made ready
to withstand the charge of fate
knowing it would be the one against the many
knowing aid would come to late
Resolute against their wickedness
his stature seemed to grow
and as blades flash all around him
he felt the world begin to slow
He stood firm and steady
as blades sought to pierce his back
and knew what must be accomplished
despite all that he might lack
And though assassins fell around him
their blades in turn drank deep
his destiny plain before him
to join them soon in sleep
He stands alone in silence now
honored to have done his best
a final thought passes through his mind
to give him eternal rest
A hero is not a man
invincible to all beneath the sun
a hero simply refuses to die
until the job is done
Copyright © David Craven | Year Posted 2010
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David Craven Poem
There is a place I sometimes visit
When the worlds got me feeling low
Where my heart can stop pretending
and I can let my true self show
In a meadow next to nowhere
In a place I used to know
who's peace helps to ease my heart aches
where my special flower grows
It's just a simple flower
most others just can't see
why a tiny little flower
means so much to me
Sometimes I think that flower
is just a map of my own heart
with the roads of my emotions
leading to each different part
the petals are not flashy
in fact they almost seem to hide
but each holds a world of meaning
and shows me how I feel inside
To some its just a flower
blooming once before it goes
for me it holds life's secrets
and what my heart wants me to know.
Copyright © David Craven | Year Posted 2008
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