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Daniel Clark Poem
I come from the darkness the night is my home,_Only sadness is my friend so i will likely die alone.__In this life i wander with no one by my side,_The night is my cloak in the darkness i hide.__I once had a sweetheart she was sweet and so kind,_Like a white rose in winter so very hard to find.__But one day she met a man that took her away,_O i could not make her happy no matter what i did or what i had to say.__Now before she left me she told me i was nothing but a troll,_She said she was sorry but i should go live in a hole.__Now i search out the darkness i wander in the night,_Oh i live in a cave with out any light.__Pain is my companion heartache i know._As cold as winter in a wind driven snow.__Now she is happy and i am cold to the bone,_I know i will never find another so i live all alone.__In darkness i wander all cold and alone,_No one loves a troll so i will never have a home.
Copyright © Daniel Clark | Year Posted 2012
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Daniel Clark Poem
Listen to my tale of two lovers that ventured forth,_From two waring peoples for up in the north.__O now Littlefire was the daughter of the chief,_And she knew to tell her father of her love would just bring him grief.__Now Icefox was a noted warrior with stealth knowing and pride,_But his love for Littlefire he knew he just couldn't hide.__Now on a cold clear night they ventured forth to a place they were to meet,_A little house of ice their own small retreat.__But a vindictive soul fallowed and hurried back to the people to tell,_Oh and for the lovers this didn't bode well.__Oh untill it was to late they never heard a sound,_And there in each others arms the two lovers were found.__Now the chief's met to give punishment for what the two lovers did,_Oh the shame to their families was something that could not be easily hid.__So sentanced by the chief's death would be the price,_Their living hearts cut from there chests and togather barried deep with in the ice.__O but you can't kill passions flame or put out the fire of love,_Now the beauty of their hearts still burns in the night time skies above.Now if you don't belive my tale then you should venture forth,_Look into the skies up in the north,_And when there love is shining bright on cold clear nights._You will see what we call the great Northern Lights.__Oh Native people call it Icefire in the north But for their people that watched them die,_It will ever be known of as Littlefire loving Icefox in the sky.__So ends my tale of two lovers that paid the ultamit prece,_But the fire of their love will alway reflect in the night time sky from deep with in the ice.
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Well spring has Will come and hearts will feel the passion of love,_O yes young girls thoughts will turn to boys as the worm sun shines from above.__O when the sun worms the ground and new growth comes to life,_Then young men's thoughts turn to a home and a wife.__O another season of the cycle of life when love and laughter fills the air,_When hearts will be won or hearts will be broken but no one seems to care.__O spring the start of new life the chance for love and for some a new beginning,Now we life this life with a gamblers heart and hope it is love we will be winning._O do we trust in fate and hope for a wedding as the spring sun shines from above,_Or do we seek out the passion of a worm heart and hope it is the one we truly love.
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Natures call in all it's wonders,_Flash of lighting roll of thunder.__O hear the sound of a distant Loon,_See the reflection on the lake of the moon.__Feel the wind blowing through the trees,_Smell the rain on the Breeze.__Lonesome sound of a Timber wolf's call,_Mating challenges of a Bull Moose in the Fall.__Hear the song of Frogs as they sing,_See the flash of a Duck as it takes wing.__O Mother Nature you can see is at her best,_See the beauty of a bedded Deer as it takes rest.__O thundering Creek Flooded high,_From the poring rain from the sky.__Watch the Rabbit dash through the brush,_For the Fox to catch him he must rush.__O Cougars snarl and Coyotes bark,_Whippoorwill's song and Bears in the dark.__Look at the Eagle up in the sky,_Searching on the ground for pray with a hunters eye.__Wiled flowers growing in the sun,_Bears fishing in a Creek when the Salmon run.__Up in the trees Squirrels play and have a ball,_O so please listen and see it all for there is so much beauty in Nature's Call.
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Oh have you ever wished on a falling star,_Or wondered how it came so far.__O have you ever dreamed of outer-space,_Or wondered if true love excises in the human race.__O have you ever put your faith in God,_Or wondered why some people think faith is odd.__O have you ever looked into some one's eye's,_And saw the wish of love dreamed on a falling stars from the skies.__O have you ever wished for world peace,_Or dreamed that man's wars would someday seace.__O have you ever thought we could raise the bar,_Or wondered how the human race lasted this far.__O so keep on wishing on your falling star,_And let no one tell you what a dreamer you are.__
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O to dream of love oh so sweet,_This love so tender so soft your blood will heat.__On the coldest night your body held in your lovers arms,_To dream of love with all it's sweet charms.__O to feel the dream of a loving soul,_Dream of love passion hot like burning Cole.__O this dream of love this dream of life,_So sweet so sharp a two edged knife,__But to walk this dream of love is like on a precipice,_Love trust and desire oh sweet release.__O to dream of this true love is but to touch one's naked soul,_To dream this dream to share one's life one's heart is the coal.__O to dream of love with one's soul-mate._Oh but to find this love we must dream And trust in fate.
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In the dead of night,_When stars shed a feeble light.__When truth rings of an unspoken lie,_A broken heart can make a grown man cry.__All feelings have turned to frozen things,_That's when the wind sounds like when the Banshee sings.__When all a man is and all that he knows,_Is swept away like the cold drifting snows.__Oh like wolfs that howl at the moon,_A man's life becomes a cold lonely tune.__A heart is broken and pain seems everything,Betrayal of love has a cold hurtful ring.__But only in the night when the wind howls at the eves,_Can one say love is like the deadness of leaves.__Oh only a broken heart makes a man feel so much,_Of a cold lonely nights wintry touch.
Copyright © Daniel Clark | Year Posted 2012
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