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Sandy Mason Poem
Petals fall golden in hue,
one by one soft to the touch.
Baskets of flowered hope end
in sad "he love's me not."
Laughing and running,
over love's broken glass.
Prism dreams are shattered
black and white.
Dawn awakens to bid goodbye
to the night's yawn.
The robin's cheery song is full of woe.
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Love that was given was stripped
and now stands naked and alone,
clothed only by the sun's warmth.
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Left with nothing more than a yarn
of tangled thoughts.
Contest Entry for First Love Poem
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Thoughts that were tame and quiet, now unleashed wild and frantic!
Python desperation squeezes at the throat!
Heart pounding like a racehorse!
Sweat forming perverse rivers seeking every crevice of the body.
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Understanding and judgment once reigned, now pain's throne rules over reality.
Darkness violates the light of the inner child of innocence.
Hopelessness screams silently at the mind.
A bottomless pit awaits to embrace misery.
Life's sea tossing from one tragedy to another has ceased to exist.
Suicide has claimed it's victim, cast down at mercy's feet.
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Sandy Mason Poem
You poetry reviewers sitting high on your opinions,
placing us on your literary skewers.
Stuffing us like turkeys, with synonyms and antonyms ,
forbidding all cliche's .
You roast our images and tear us apart,
then reject us by claiming "Your'e just not avant- garde."
How can you really judge another one's art,
when we open up our soul, to expose our heart? .
Your words are harsh, and your critique vain.
You write sadistic views to bring others down in pain.
If we could have a glimpse inside your mind,
we would all be shocked to see you're literarily blind.
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Sandy Mason Poem
She is waiting in time's shadow
Wrapped in night's whisper
Fever crowns her head with fire
She wears illness as her garment
Heartache is her design
Her soul less eyes reflect
Absence of life
Her mouth draws breath
Leaving emptiness
She lifts life's veil
Death embraces sorrow
Flowers blanket stone memories
Grief weeps to an orchestra of pain
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Descending
After the rape,
earth's surface trembles
giving birth to dying trees.
Grasping for a straw,
breathing death's face
of poison air.
Rivers flow motionless
and fish swell and bloat.
The sun shifts,
swallowed by the moon.
Clouds hang with depression,
on open doors of electric signs
flashing phobia.
Man’s ambition
Eats nuclear waste.
Barren lands wed drought
to tomorrow's future,
crushed under natures foot.
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I am falling off the edge of reason,
beaten down by illness's rod.
My friends took wings
and flew away.
You plucked the fruit of
my womb from my family tree.
No blowing out of candles or
Happy Birthdays sung.
No gathering around the
Christmas tree with family.
My heart weeps as
solitude sings to me.
Sin’s viperous fangs
ripped open my soul!
. Waves of loneliness crash
against the shore of my reality
God, cast down your light,
and wrap me in the hope
of your salvation and love.
Save Me! Entry For The Voice Of Reason Contest
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