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Dbate Arkaik Poem
PAINS DEEP DOWN RAISE SLIGHT FROWNS, TO DROWN—
OUT LOVE— IN PLACE, CRIES MORE HATE…
ILLS OF HATE, LENDS ONE FATE—
NO LOVE, MUCH TOO LATE…
TO REACH THIS STATE—
ENDS WE MEND…
REIGNS OUT—
SIN
October 7, 2015
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Dbate Arkaik Poem
October 6, 2015
Golden Eagle
There she flies – soaring high amongst the skies
Through the marshmallow clouds
They surround— around her like a shroud
Upon her emergence you will see—
Her eyes peering, below—a tree
There in the nest, a nestling, fledgling—
In need of care, and a blessing
Calling out, aloud— chirps, a-singing sound
Swooping down, still bearing its’ crown
The Golden Eagle
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Dbate Arkaik Poem
As Midnight awakes
There’s darkness to embrace
Still — a witness to this thrill—
It’s dark, and lovely—albeit the chill
The Nocturne’s come to life—
From every walk — my, how they surprise
Far enough, though just in sight—
These stars shine bright, all through the night
While some may dream—
Streams, heaven, and other things—
Waning, waxing, full or new—
The clock strikes 12—the day begins, anew
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