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Amber Ouellet Poem
She dances in a ring of fire.
Cackling laughter stirring in the hot muggy nights.
Sweat dripping down her shining skin.
Her eyes are affixed on the blackened feline stalking her from the woods.
It's the night to feast upon the eve's magic, for one for all it's harvest moon.
They dance upon the corpses wallowing in the despair of their timeless
departure.
It's time for souls to dance deep in the shadows of the trees.
The raven calls it's madness echoing it's sadened glory.
Isis, Isis queen of the dark, she whispers magic into all the creatures of the
night.
The horned frog hops along in a frenzied pace. The owl sits distilled and misty
eyed perched on it's branch.
Heartbeats pulsate throughout the land.
Time does not exist in this hour of enchantment and dreams.
The witches do their forbidden dance, while shamans sink into peyote trance.
Their bodies so naked, pale, and bare.
They stomp the sound of their sorrows.
The moon peaks into the night giving the evening, bright soft light.
They dance into the wild water, drenched and shimmering.
The fire burns out, moonlight guides them through the nameless tides.
Sunken treasure, seducing pearls.
The witches generate all the power in the land.
A blessing is born tonight, a small gem so radiantly damasked to the world.
The child is born to strange becomings, and odd rituals.
It's eyes are dark like that of an onyx sky..
This child will carry on the workings and absorb the magic.
Born to the trees, born to the desert, born to the rainforest so lavenously green,
born to the tundra where snow is forever seen.
She is born to the north, east, south, and west.
Earth, air, fire, water all the elements making up her strange bondage
She travels the world forever and free. She is the mysterious gypsy just aching
to see.
She is nor monster, nor sermon, nor beast, she is not a fairy princess at a
banquet or feast.
She is nor killer, nor savior to say the least.
She is witch, she is woman, she is wise, all do respect to the mens demise.
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" A picture captures a thousand words."
Looking through photographic memories of a time I don't recall. Wonder if these people and places even changed at all. History in polaroids develope before my eyes. Ancestors and places that seem so far away come rushing towards the present. I look at my photographs and wonder who will be holding them a hundred years from now, wondering of the stories that these pictures hold. Cherished are those days that the lens has captured. So magical the present that made these photo's be will soon be passed down and be part of our legacy. Looking through the lens of time we see where we started and where we will be.
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I was doing great the other day, everything was going my way.
Then I see your face and my heart splatters all over the place.
I see you with your new love, and the little boy you conceived in love.
I'm glad to see you happy with your little boy.
It fills my heart with joy to know you've grown up and are happy being an
awsome dad,
that you were always meant to be.
You were so many good things that you never could see.
I knew, I've known all along that your will was strong.
Although I'm happy for you a sadness lingers on.
I try my hardest to fight it back and keep my composure strong.
I still want you and can't have you, a fact I deal with everyday.
It stings my heart to know that she's there to share your life with you.
I know it's pretty silly the feel the way I do, we weren't together very long
it bairley lasted a minute.
My life feels a little empty without you in it.
I never believed in soulmates until the day we met.
I remember that day so well, it was so clique, but it was real.
Our eyes met and our hearts connected.
It only lasted a second, but I felt it right down to the bone.
So know your never alone, I will always be there in some sense or
another.
Maybe it's really over and it was our last chance, I think our love
deserves a second dance.
I might not be talking about lovers, cause I understand your a
committed man.
I don't want to hurt anyone, maybe a friendship could emerge?
I'd rather have that than nothing at all, please know I'm here whenever
you fall.
Everytime I see you you kill my heart all over again.
I'm waiting for my friend , "until the end."
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Today was a day to end all days, who would of guessed it would end up
this way?
I've got to say goodbye to the love of my life.
Our love was in the past, it was not strong enough to last.
It's time to say goodbye and have one last cry for the love I'm about to leave
behind.
I was hoping you'd change your mind, and realize that you were blind that
there's love waiting for me.
But it's not and now I see.
It's time to say goodbye and have one last cry for the love I'm about to leave
behind.
Baby we've been through alot of good and bad, I'm sorry but I'm sick of being
sad.
You've obviously found someone new, and this is just something I have to do.
It's time to say goodbye and have one last cry for the love I'm about to leave
behind.
It's time,
It's time,
It's time for me to fly. Farewell, goodbye.
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There once was a boy and a baby girl that lit up my world. There smiles made me beam. That boy used to be my peanut but he is growing up so fast want to turn back the clocks and keep him small but I know he will be a good man. A sweetheart with a devilish smile with dreams as big as the moon. I know one day he will reach those them stars that seem so far away. His determenation is endless and his will is oh so strong. His story will be one for history books and his legacy will live on. Now onto the baby girl who entered my world so recent. Her spirit is free, the little dare devil is she running to catch the sun. Her smile brightens my days and her laughter breaks my silence. Still a baby is she, who knows who she will be. Both these kids will do great things and I will be there to cheer them on. The boy I call my nephew, the baby girl I call my niece. Where ever they go they will always carry a piece of me and of each other. We have a bond you cannot shake. No matter how near or far auntie will always be there, it's written in the stars.
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I can taste you, taste your tears so salty and wet. I know things you'd rather
forget. Remembering is all you have left, keep it in your heart, keep him in your
heart. You may have had some problems the two of you, remember he always
loved you. All he wanted was you to be happy and safe, I know I'm sure.
Now you feel like you want to cry maybe even feel as if your going to die.
When those eyes fill up with the color of sadness, I will be there.
To taste your tears, wish away all those fears. You feel lost and afraid now but I'll
be there to show you how to let love in your heart, only if you'll let me. I remember
a time not so long ago when you took his word as gospel, "don't say I love you
unless you mean it." Well boy he loved you and meant it with every fiber of his
being. I wish to the heavens I had been there that night. I would have held you in
my arms so tight. I would have rocked you gently all through the night like a
mother rocks her newborn to sleep. Brushing your forehead chasing all your
fears away. Tasting your tears so you could feel my love. If I could walk right up to
the heavens and take a bargain with the gods to bring him home to you. I would
do this just to see you smile again, if I couldn't I would be there for you always.
To kiss your tears to wish away all your fears, if you ever need me I'm always
here.
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Day goes by like the flash of light, darkness arrives and we have night.
Day in day out of lifes big bad game, I'm filled with an unbearable shame.
I see who I was and I just have to cringe, my heart starts to sting with a sharp
piercing pinge.
I took all the wrong roads but still ended up right, my life all it was was a dark
constant night.
I tried to find my way out to the daylight ahead, my mind was bogged down
with a feeling of dread.
Some how I found my way out, out of the dark and into the light.
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Feel the sting of a bee, feel the pain of life, feel love.
I'll never feel those things.
I've gone numb, my brains gone dumb.
I've lost the excitement, the thrill of life.
I'm stale I have no color.
I've lost the color that use to ooze from beneath my skin.
My smile that was once said to light up a room has disappeared.
A dark cloud is over my head, all I want to do is sleep in bed.
I don't care about anything anymore.
The storm is raging it's perilous fight, it shows no mercy it just proceeds to
leave debree scattered about this wasteland.
I know this is my fault, I let this happen, I know I do have the power.
I just don't care I'm to far gone.
I've been here before back when I was twelve and thirteen, I've been this way
ever since and every day in between.
The only bright spot that gives me a flicker of hope is him, my blond haired blue
eyed peanut.
My survivor that has gone through hell and come shining through.
He may be a little boy, but he's my only piece of joy left.
I don't know how I got here, I don't know how to fix this.
I just don't want to be numb anymore, I want to care.
I want to feel.
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You've got your visions and you've got your laws.
You've got your system called government clause. Always got to hold me back,
all because of what I attract. I only attract the bad because bad is related to sad.
Everyday to live I must open my eyes wide, just to let in the light. Say what you
want you don't know me, you all are free. I'm stuck in the pain created around
me, and all the evil that has seeped in and found me. We're just passing
through, we all have nothing better to do. We critize each others judgments, not
knowing their history or story. I am made up of others realizations, assuming
their true. I am still naive, I still believe all I see is real. Not! What an illusion this
life is, yet I still feel pain. Still I bleed. I have the passion of knowing all at once.
What are our purposes? Are we just props in this play called life? We just act out
pain and strife convincing ourselves such a thing is real. Do we feel or is it just
another concept for another set or scene. We just perfect images, we're just test
dummies being set up to see if we fufill all we were meant to be. Testing
boundaries, how far can we really go. Why are we made to go through all that
hurts, when it's just an illusion? Why can't the pain be surreal? So we can just
pretend to hurt and just don't feel. People we are just part of a trial and error
script, to see if we are right for the part, if we fit the scene. Are we just power
junky fiends. This world is a will to power .
Cut!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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A long time has gone by since I've seen your face, then bam!
A blast from the past it seems, your back in my world I'm no longer
your little girl.
I was missing you, I was crying it's true.
My tears have all been cried out, I'm moving on no doubt.
We can be friends, but that's were it ends.
No more obsessing, no more caressing.
I'm through with being blue, most of all I'm through with you.
I loved you with everything I had, all you left me with is being sad.
I want to be happy and it seems I can't be with you.
I could never forget you, or what you tried to do.
You showed me love and pain, boy those lessons weren't in vain.
I could never hate you, but I could never date you again.
You were everything to me, but in the end I've got to be me.
I lost my mind and can't rewind and get it all back.
Now I see you don't need me, and I don't need you, we just both
needed a clue.
Now I know what to do, say goodbye and not cry this time, but remember
when you were mine.
No More Tears
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