Anita Everhart Poet I do not know?

Dying Breeds

Hearts broken, bleeding unkindly deeds
Gothic flighty missions behind enemies  
Sand storms ragging beneath sandcastles’
In the sand, star lighted passage rumors a merge
Impossible measures undisclosed 
Ventures, seductions lustful curses

Empowered trustees guided missiles
Heavens educed powers, misplaced by earth
Under fire enhancement drooling mode
Entombed rivers blinding earth, chanted measures’
Undisclosed universe, blissful interventions 
Dying breeds, savage gardens unfaithful  

Nerds, underhanded values 
Impossible deeds, declared measures 
Empowered sadden weaken’ pleas 
Under visions removable passion 
Deducted time zones dying thrones
Midnight feeders trashing homes 
Written By Anita Everhart

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Don Johnson November 14, 2011 at 2:13 PM Baby let it all come out, lifes confusion leaves no doubt, we will suffer till we win, lifes no treasure drowned by sin, sometimes....

Don Johnson November 9, 2011 at 1:47 AM yes mate good one, i have a druggie daughter who trashes houses, don't see much of her... Anita Everhart November 9, 2011 at 2:08 AM so sorry

Don Johnson August 16, 2011 at 12:39 AM Guide them words babe do it well, interest flowing, nerds underhanded values, keep em coming here as well. thought provoking stuff:) Don Anita Everhart August 22, 2011 at 1:03 AM Hi Don, thank you so very much hugs Anita

Carol Sunshine Brown July 17, 2011 at 6:13 AM A warm welcome to PoetrySoup I offer to you Anita. I wish for you the best in your writing endeavors whatever they may be. May you find inspiration by reading some of the poetry written here by other poets. Read and comment on their's and they will return in kind. May the sun shine on you that you might find great joy in your life. Love and blessing always, Carol

Dr.Ram Mehta July 15, 2011 at 6:10 PM Creative and interesting thoughtful expressions, anita

Jack Ross Jr. July 15, 2011 at 1:18 PM racy, confusing, emotions overpouring, frightful, sad. different for sure, good poem, I like it!