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Blanket of Darkness

High tide sends ripples over the crystalized sand,
Breaking individual strokes of envy green waves.
Too cold is the water to reveal the warmth of my skin,
Goosebumps have already spread and taken bite.
Time bears no consideration to destiny,
Leaving the prudence of my body to tremble,
In gasps of ecstasy between pain and suffering.
The earlier hours responsible for raising the heated light,
Now reverse course, sheltering the appearence of mine.
Soon my hiding will once again be relinquished,
As the knight in sliver shinning armor,
Will show true to rescue.
Only now had my color been tarnished,
By the reflection in the distorted mirror image.
The crude remarks of my appearence bears sight meaning
I am hidden underneith a sliver shinning blanket,
Hidden, only to once again be shadowed by a secret light.

Copyright © Justin Wavruk | Year Posted 2005



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Laughter In Autumn

Winter awaits the peak of time,
as summer just ended revoultion.
Morning dew frosts the individual pricks of grass,
emphasising the slight decline in climate of the night before.
The sun too reflects change,
holding above the horizon less and less,
narrowing todays light from the day before.
Warm expulsion of built up air shadows it's existance,
Devouring itself into a hidden state.
The sun's almost silent for this day,
tomarrow it will pass with less delay.

Copyright © Justin Wavruk | Year Posted 2005

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Soldier In the Dust

I, a small feeble man boasted with joy
over the deceased body of the enemy, a young boy.
Days had passed since the soldier had see his own men,
his thick beard slightly decayed to grey,
shadowing his entire face from the outside world.
He again peered over the sprawled out figure in the dirt.
This time with more disgrace then before.
His face stood hidden beneath a thin stream of blood,
from the mellowed out hole to the left of his ear.
Darken blood ran, darker then the shadow of a fallin pier.
Enlightment bestowed itself in an ackward place,
victory meant freedom, but not for the soldier in this case.
This lifeless figure lying in the dust, held for a moment,
grasp upon my very own life, first I took his out of lust.
Had his prayers been answered, I'd be in his place,
his boot would have elasped the impressed mold of mine.
This man I do not know,
this man could have taken the life of mine.

Copyright © Justin Wavruk | Year Posted 2005

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Eternity

Sometimes true Confession never reveils,
Hope and love only prevail.
I pray eyeryday that for a split second in time,
I may reunite with you the love of mine.
If fate has it I shall wait,
every hour, every day.
Days to weeks, weeks to months, months to years.
life to eternity, i'll wait.
For the love of yours,
you the love of mine.

Copyright © Justin Wavruk | Year Posted 2005

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Thin Line Between Death

Lost sparks of death
dancing humbly in circles around my soul,
Awaiting time, or the slip of insanity.
Star fired eyes instantly leak devilish rays,
Of life spiraling threats between heaven and hell.
Ruby red flames sheild the triumph of courageous light.
My body weakens to numbness,
falling to a sharp sting of heat.
The law of time has givin break to my crumbling will.
Death awaits, awaits death,
It's time for the keeper's inner change of life with death,
to take my relentless soul.

Copyright © Justin Wavruk | Year Posted 2005




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