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Kilted Warrior

He stands proud and strong, this kilted warrior
head held high against the unending pain
of a heart born out of sadness
for the loss of those who came before him
and thoughts of those who would
continue on when he himself was no more.
Proud men one and all
vows made, till surrendered in death
to defend that which
was their birthright, the very land
upon which he now stood.
The call to battle though long since silenced
came from within his very heart and soul
blood of the ancient ones raged in his veins
his sword by his side...shield upon his back
he stood ready to charge into battle
to do what was expected of him since birth
to fight as those before him fought
without fear, but with a strength
only a battle hardened warrior
knew and understood.

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I Cried Again Today

I cried again today
though no tears were seen
for I chose not to show them.
The reason(s) for these tears
are known only within myself
for no one wants to hear them.
No outward scars are visible
from the abuse I've come to know
for its mental, not physical pain
that you choose to inflict.
You appear not to notice
the hurt your words create
for this would reveal to everyone
the true self within you.
This world I find solace in
will remain forever and always
except to me, a silent one
for my tears are mine alone
and I will share them with no one.

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June!

Once a naughty cupid elf
 slipped upon me unaware
took June from my heart
 and instead, put December there!

Now cold December loved me
 but with furry lent from pain
strove to drive June from my heart
 and reigh again instead!

But what the Gods' have given me
 I will not let depart
and June shall live forever
 enshrined witin my heart!

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Flip-Flops

Flip-flop,flip-flop!

flip-flop,flip-flop!

a steady beating cadence

most annoying at times

whether from a distance

worse yet,when fast approaching

gives one cause to grit their teeth

until the noise moves on

becoming more and more silent

with each progressing

flip-flop,flip-flop.

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The Beauty That Lies Within

Were it not for this body
that I now inhabit
could we be friends, even lovers?
Would that you could look beyond
my outward being and see what's inside
see beyond a body/face that to you is not beautiful.
Would that you looked with your heart
instead of with your eyes.
In doing this you might see that true beauty
isn't always on the outside.
Instead, look with your mind and know that beauty is,
as it has been written, more then skin deep.
Would that you could see through Gods eyes
that we are all beautiful, as he meant us to be.
Love is more then the physical, it lies within as well
it is in the beating of our hearts,
it  lives within our soul, also within our spiritual self.
This beauty asks nothing more then to be nurtured,
to be awakened, and in doing so,
one will find that love is, at its best
something wondrous to behold.
Beauty comes to us in many forms
and should your eyes not open to this truth
you may loose that which stands here before you
that very being that God, in all his wisdom/glory
created perhaps only unto you.
He chose to make me as I am for a reason
it is not for us to question
buy only to accept and thus look for 
the beauty that lies within.

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Ancient Castle Walls

Mighty fortresses once proudly stood
where now only crumbling walls remain,
shadows of their ancient past
as home and hearth and warrior stronghold.
Ancient battles once fought to protect those
within these very walls ... are no more.
Faint echoes of wars long since silenced
can be heard only by those with a warriors blood
flowing forever through their veins
and a warriors heart beating
deep within their chest.
Lives freely given and savagely taken
without fear ... brave souls one and all.
With sword and shield raised to the heavens
the lone pipers mournful sounds heard on the winds
the warriors call to battle given and thus accepted.
Ancient crumbling walls left standing,
once stained red with blood now faded
are, to this day, all that remain
as mute testimony to their hallowed memory.

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The Bells of St. Pauls

A soft breeze from the nearby sea
lifted its fingers one sunny morn'
to cool the drowsy town
as I strolled along the quiet street
musing on life and greetings friends
I chanced to meet along the way.

I passed a quaint brown church
nestled among newer neighboring shops
its' stained glass windows caught the sun
and flung a millions diamond lights into the air
to form a backdrop
for a muted fairy chorus there.

Glancing aloft
I saw no visible bells
so whence came this refrain?
that slowly rose
to heaven, thinly sweet
and pausing, fell to earth again,
an answer came
these were the ghostly echoes
from the sweet voiced choir
who poured their voices up to him
along a golden stair of songs.

The angels reposing there
had caught the notes and hung them
in a garland around the church steeple 
from souls who once the dim hushed aisles
had trod along their upward rise
to paradise and God!

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Little Rock Hooty Owl

Little rock hooty owl
sits stoically poised
his roost, the computer tower
atop my desk.
Mr. C.W. Hoots is his name
though he never gives a hoot
least none that I can hear
but please, just call him "Hoots"
for this is what he prefers.
His eyebrows arch perpetually
in that usual scowl
that all good owls it seems
favor among their many faces.
Atop his perch he roosts
a starring contest between us
I will most assuredly lose
for those steely black eyes of his
get me every time.
Most oft times he seems so sad
perhaps a bit lonely too
I do believe that now is the time
to find this Mr. his Mrs. 
for no one should be alone
and most assuredly not a pet rock.

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Shifting Sands

Shifting sands, ever changing
with the always steady beating
of the planets heartbeat.
Patterns dynamic in their structure
always different, never the same again
carried on the wings of the wind
and its passing whim.
Hills and valleys dot the landscape
flat lands going nowhere lead ever onward.
Tiny grains of sand alone
are naught but infinitesimal specks
but together they can be mighty indeed.
Life abounds in this ever changing universe
with times passing it continues to fight
in order to survive its sandy domain.
To exist at it is/was destined too
is the only truth it knows.
Grains of sand mark the passing of time
minutes, hours, moving ever onward
with the shifting of sand, never to be retrieved.
Where it begins no one seems to know
its ending a mystery as well
is the end the beginning, or is the beginning the end?

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Places Where I'Ve Lived

In my time upon this earth
the places where I've lived
have created memories to numerous to count
some memories, good and warm
other memories, bad and cold
best forgotten for all the pain
they have caused me.
The many homes through which I have passed
from childhood into adulthood
though mose are gone by now
still stand within my mind.
Grandpa working in his garden
growing many wonderous things,
his chasing me at play
and catching me everytime,
my first sandbox
and the many cats who by design it seems
had their own ideas for that same sandbox.
Numerous moves, more memories
home all different in design and size
all the places where I have lived mean many things
remembrances to travel along beside be for a lifetime
while others fade away only to be lost forever.