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Stained Glass Window

Tears roll down her cheek
like the morning dew of a leaf
trickling now as if a creek
her quiet sobs mark her grief

now run along, theres nothing here
Tis a sight you shouldn't see, but alas
All who pass can see her fear
The women trapped in stained glass

Her beauty captured by the hues
of ever shifting shades of blue
her time is frozen in her past
forced to play the die life cast

Never before has art looked so cruel 
or made a room so damp and cool
as when you the window pass
and gaze at the women frozen in glass

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Courage In Battle

My heart is pounding in my chest
I feel that I cannot do as the rest
To sacrifice their lives
To willingly fight while death arrives

I look out onto the battle field 
The bodies of my friends strewn across
Their fates already sealed
I cannot feel, I am at a loss

The courage that they had, I do not
I am not brave as they were
My blood is not boiling hot
I feel as if I should stir

Instead I sit here and stare 
And shake in fear
I cannot move a hair
I feel that death is near

I feel something change
A thought occurs to me that is strange
If I cower why did they die
Why did they never get to say their last goodbyes

I realize with awe the point of their death
They died so others would not have the same fate 
I vowed to do the same under my breathe
And walked forward without any debate

If I can save one man 
My sacrifice would not be in vain 
That was my plan
It seems crazy, but I am sure I am sane

With others we went forward 
We walked weighing the worth of our lives
With courage we went, our steps becoming tortured
We shall fight until death arrives

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Oceans Apart

Oceans apart, I feel not whole
My heart is missing, it lies with one soul
She guards it true and treasures it's place
To her it means more than just a face

Across the sea I do the same 
I hold the heart that bears her name 
I hold it gently, and treasure it so
For it belongs to my loving doe

Though we are apart, we are close
Our love is one that draws us near
A love more precious than the purest rose
One that makes the storms of life clear

She is the siren that has lured me close
And I the sailor, now away from my boat
Her sweet voice a song that no one knows
And I sit there in my trance, on the clouds I now float

She is my angel that keeps watch over me
And I the shepherd, quietly watching my flock
Her company is something that fills me with glee
By the end I can only smile, unable to talk

She is my mermaid that no longer eludes me
And I the fisherman, silently gazing at the waves
Her beauty is something that has set my heart ablaze
Without her in my life I simply cannot be

Now I am closer, easier to see
And our love stronger still
No longer separated by the sea
The hole in my chest starting to fill

I am closer to her,  closer than I have ever been
And I treasure my gift even more, knowing it's true worth
She is the the world to me
And I to her

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Desert Mirage

Scotching heat, burning sand
Curse this never ending land 
Though we walk, we walk in vain
Thirst of life bringing us pain

We search for life's great oasis 
But nothing in sight, no relief found
Just the sight of skeletons that once bore faces
And dreams buried into the sand

Dreams large and small
They've given up on them all
Overcome by the burden they fall
And become buried into the sand

Those who leave their dreams
Realize life is no longer what it seems
 so they lay beside the dreams
And become buried into the sand

Shuffling feet and howling wind
The deserts beat in the mind
Hopeful to see, but they are blind
And become buried into the sand


The challenges of the desert we face
Challenges that none can brace
And those beside me fall without a trace
And become buried into the sand

And now I trudge on alone
With the company of bones
Giving up no longer, can I condone
But I cannot become buried into the sand


Bones become sparse, and the end I can see
Which end, both ends, for all left can see
No longer do I thirst, the end so near
No longer do I fear

I drink the sweet water of life
A dream come true
I have persevered life's strife
I have done what many have tried to do

I feel my thirst quenched 
My goal is done my mission complete
I lay down, my life complete
and become buried into the sand

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Spring

The winters snow has given way
White is now replaced with green
The chirping sound of the Blue Jay
The fluttering of even more birds unseen
Spring has returned to let its beauty be seen

The beams of light warm my face 
Bursts of colors are given by the blooming flowers
Deer bound by, running with grace
Clouds drift in the distance with the promise of a rain shower 
This is a scene that I could watch for hours

The rain falls, gentle and warm
As quick as it comes it leaves
As typically is a spring storm
Just enough rain to wet the trees leaves
And enough for the ground for life to receive 

Trees bloom, their flowers drifting in the gentle breeze
I dread that day when the flowers will be gone
The day when the earth is succumbed to the winters freeze
The days when the sun rises in a cold dawn
The days when gone is the swan

But gone is the worry, much like the passing butterfly
Relaxing to the cooing of the dove
As the butterfly disappears into the never ending sky
I look upwards to the sky above
The season of spring I truly love

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Star Gazing

Stars unfold above 
I gaze at their majesty
And now fall asleep

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Dark and Mystical

4/11/14

A brisk breeze blows by, mourning the fall of day
Shadows melts into the ground, happy for it to be away
Danger waits in the woods along the way
But beauty waits as well tonight

The moon rises casting a dim glow
The stars follow, joining it in the light
The river gurgles in it's normal flow
All is quiet in the night

A shadow moves, rustling of leaves heard
Clouds obscure the moon, darkness envelopes the world
A howl pierces the night
My heart jumps in fright

I wait frozen in the dim light
The shadow moves near revealing itself
A wolf, with serene beauty, teeth barred in delight
Gracefully it stalks away, into the shadows of night

In darkness lies beauty 
In darkness lies fright 
Which you see depends on the night

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Thanks Mom

If I was a star I'd give you my light
If I was the sky I'd give you the night
I'd give you the sunset if I ruled the earth
Or all that I had of any great worth
But the greatest of gifts one cannot see
Life, and you already gave it to me

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Wartime Beat

Wet trenches, cold feet
My heart pounding In my chest
Going to the wartime beat 

Sounds of shells falling
Sounds of dying men
Sounds of men bawling
Asking to see loved ones again

The explosion stops, the fighting begins
I crawl out of the trench 
And run thinking of how good my life has been
I shall never be the same again

Flashing of lights
booming like thunder
Blood in the air
there shall be no surrender 

Bodies of men fly
Hopes killed
Men die

Pain shreds through me
I run on, I can't bear to stop
My vision fades, I fall on one knee
I try to stand, but flop

The sounds fade 
Time crawls 
My life is done, my story has been made
I shall die were I fall

Tears fill my eyes
I have so many regrets
I look up and through the smoke, I see the sky 
I close my eyes know knowing I have paid my debts

My eyes open ,The scene has changed
No longer am I on the hard ground, but yet I am still in pain
The stench of death fills my nose
I shift and look, and my eyes behold 

No longer am I on the field of battle
But in a tent, with the dying
With those for water crying
With those who are silently lying 

I glance at my feet, my face goes pale
There's nothing left, I begin to wail
A nurse rushes over and begins to talk
My heart has just sank like a rock

She says I'm going home
My fight is over, I've done my job
I just ask to be alone

Men come in and take me away
They place me in a new tent, cleaner than the last
I breathe deeper, trying not to think of the past
I am done they say

They take me home, a medal on my chest
I receive the same things as the rest
Some with no legs, some no arms
All with a wartime beat pounding their chest
We shall never be the same