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Kristin Davis Poem
Lying on my bed of strings made with love
my Casanova with sheer wings so pure
season my skin with your ichorous glove
faith divinely soars to vow all a cure
Ah, two souls will sing melodiously
spiritually fused together at last
intricate healing needed you'll see
hence conflict of interest shall surpass
Zealously I love your soul forevermore
for being the warrior you truly are
for opening my hearts shoaled corridor
while all along erasing my souls last scar
I remain in this hammock made of love
healed I am by our faith in the spirit above.
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An intimate place held close at heart, sealed within;
releasing my souls content, unlocked corridors.
Luring this woman's desires, unafraid to sin,
strengthens and heals those who search reasons to explore.
Each passing moment transcends us to a new realm,
enveloping my mind and spirit, an endless bliss.
This spiritual home is structured by a true helm,
comforting convictions that stand loyal to this.
Two stories tall with windows so clear you can see all,
rooms of love remain high while others are hidden.
Remission stains the walls of colour down the south hall,
the malicious inner screams are now forbidden.
Internal warmth travels through the foundation here,
enlightened ones offer residual tithes of love.
Traveling warriors, kings and queens from far and near,
pursue enlightenment and healing from above.
Spiritual vicar welcomes all to enter now,
entering this realm with a solemn tender vow.
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Listen to my call O' dear one, listen
Spirit sweetly calling to your spirit
So desperate for your loving touch so,
Soul inhaling another precious soul
Love divinely rescues our souls, my love
Worry nevermore my dear, no more worry
Cry a heartfelt prayer, answer thee, I cry.
Dream realm playmates enhance the sweet, sweet dream
Forever remains true, truly returned forever
Waited so long as both our hearts patiently waited
Joined tenderly by the spirit we are joined
Tears from the heart seasoned our love, tender tears
Battles started fear, hope to end battles
Listen to my call O' dear one, listen.
Author's notes:
Shadow Sonnet created by Amera M. Andersen may be written in any sonnet style. The Shadow
takes place at the beginning and ending of each line as the words are identical.
14 lines; 9 or 10 syllables per line
Should have a Volta or pivot
Iambic pentameter is not necessary
Copyright © 2007 Kristin Roth-Davis
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The siren awaits for his arrival
...head bowed
...eyes downcast
a fragile heart, happiness rarely found to last
but the Dragon fulfills his victory
in his care she feels secure, loved and at peace
powerfully embraced by him she finds true release.
She quickens at his every footstep
body trembles beneath his gaze
longing for the sound of the Dragon's praise.
With each touch her blood turns to liquid fire
in constant thought
to fulfill this dragon's deepest desire.
beneath the bite of his lash
the curves of her body dance
her screams, moans, her cries
newly become the Dragon's romance.
She gives her complete trust
an oath she has loudly made
willingly captivated by the Dragon's steel blade;
cold metal shines bright
from the mouth of the dragon
the curves of her bod in sight
become the Dragon Warrior's delight.
He shields it with skill
unlike anyone she has known
with the warrior's blade of life
the Dragon has made her his own.
In spirit the Dragon is the one to make
her fly under the Dragon's command
she will give anything a try.
Going back in time would never be the same
for she has now felt the searing heat
of the Dragon's blazing flame.
Her eyes glisten from his touch
she longs for the moment
to be lost in his eyes so much.
To lay peacefully in his arms,
silently prays, she now can sleep;
for he is in unison with her now
she gives unconditional love for him to keep.
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Our halos combined blind one another,
an innocent act of shielded human nature.
Blinding us from seeing the real spiritual message,
release the demon we must, unleash the dragon.
Glistening beams of shiny gold entertain our minds,
withering away our hearts blueprints.
Habitats refrained oblige our individual comforts,
distained spirits, commands come crashing down.
Cautionary flags appear, plain in sight for us to see,
regardless of self restrictions, we still ache.
Waiting for heaven's light to shine down on us aerobically,
afraid to keep our eyes open, we peak to seek the truth.
In all honesty, truth has been at our fingertips,
conversations minimally entertain, fear of speaking.
Emotions open a transitional passage for all proposes,
stale picket fences stitched carefully to guard our hearts
I prophetically offer my life infinitely,
this heart and soul, in exchange for yours.
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I am fierce and I am strong,
forever hold me in your arms.
Right here is where we belong,
disengage in petty charms.
Resign from their temptations,
maintaining inner focus.
Publicly stir ovations,
spirit confirms the locus.
I give you my solemn vow,
to never retreat from you.
With glory I will endow,
compassion and my love too.
Look here, I am your mirror,
you will view things more clearer.
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The challenging quests
of my dreams
did not discourage me
from continuing to believe
So I am reverting,
as in my most lucid nightmares
I entered the toxic realm
surrounded by the scent of gore
I could feel ~ I could smell
the ominous presence
of the cryptic marauders
humanely insane beings
who are mindless savages
self-hating socio-paths
whose only language
divulges in deception
their solid fists
and murderous machines
their tongues
have reveled
in humiliating
and consuming
this very Holy
god forsaken place
we call home
I entered the maze
lost and yet confident
secretly revengeful
to place my detoxifying
touch in hopes to erase
the forces that try to wipe
out the entire meaning
of existence
Life,
as I was taught
by warriors of the
same trade, yet wiser
I stay calm, cool
and confident
not to reveal my
identity
this new face
you won't find any
stitches, for they are gone
while my scars are
healed completely
my crystal eyes observes
fearless I remain cautious
intricate deep silence
empty paths are scattered
with remnants of lives
lost and captured souls
remain invisible
the living, the beauty
transformed
now molecules dissipate
the only trace the marauders
toxic unworthy evidence of
human feces
yet there is hope
for there remains the life
of those who refused
to misconstrue their faith
discussion will empower
the hearts who believe
when they interact
with the crystal eyes
who will make it all
complete by the
grace of God.
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Between crystal waters and the light of the moon,
I demanded time to stand still while I listened,
the winds orchestrated an omnipotent tune,
tapped on the shoulder the wind calls my name "Kristin."
I hear the spirit, our hearts, dancing with the wind,
separated in flesh, joined by the spirit we are,
entangling your soul with love that I send,
everlasting sensations brings life a new star.
The sky brightly winks with every connected soul,
the leaves crackle in harmony with the crickets,
surrounding you with a feeling of being whole,
friendly interruptions come from the deep thickets.
Like a tornado, our spirits tightly embrace,
beginning and end circulate around us two,
knowledge of new lessons, subconsciously efface,
illuminating with love as the spirit grew.
Entranced moments like this inspire our good will
treasured and blessed we are, until time again stands still.
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