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.:Within You:..:Within You:..:Within You:.
A special beauty lives A beat so strong and true Yours is a love that gives Joy to me and you.
A special gentle touch A knowing, harmonic tune Rings the angelic bells That love is in our room.
You have been reborn Mending what was torn Now your love is a fire Tempered by the horn.
Your past has been erased Softened by true love Now you breathe free air And fly like a white dove.
Now you know I care Your heart is full and beating well You are open for all the world to see The
by *AlanOakley
.:From Druid to Raven:..:From Druid to Raven:..:From Druid to Raven:.
In my heart I stroke your face While my eyes release your past tears. In my hands I hold you gently Stroking away your fears. My passion stirs your inner fire In the cauldron of my eyes. My hope unfolds the beauty of your inner rose That I may lay seed to your inner joy. My fingers play a love song to your soul So that my love can make you whole. The petals that layer your being unfold As the sun of my heart warms silver to alchemical gold. The branches that are your learning are clothed
With the fine down feathers that show yo
by *AlanOakley
RavenRavenRaven
In my Souls morning Your face is deeply etched In my hearts dawning Your eyes pierce darkness Like a doe fawning.
In my hands palm Your fingers squeeze a welcome A gentle devotion Envelopes with calm.
In my eyes your beauty lingers Spreading o’er every vein While my body hungers Just to stroke you again.
With thanks and joy
I embrace your name
Raven you have changed my life Life is not the same And I, I am humbly yours A Druid tamed.
Alan Oakley
by *AlanOakley
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I saw an old woman die today.
The sad thing was, It was like any other day. Green wind screechin’ through my ears, With the grass, roots and all, being torn to shreds. And the soles of shoes stomped upon, The flattened corpses of thousands of ladybugs.
With a grimace, I settled down, And that’s when I first saw her.
With a blue hat covering her face, She sat there, slumped and afraid. Not that she said it… But rather, that she felt it.
Her grey coat matched her skin, Its tense fiber
by ~thistlemachine
SuicideIn the cold, crisp, Winter darkness, In the infant snow, She leaves her trace.Suicide
Her crimson cheeks, Distinct, against her pale skin, Her dark hair, Contrasting, against her pallid face.
Her blood red lips, Caressing a blood red apple, While her frail fingers, Flow freely, to the now tainted snow.
As the sorrow overwhelms her, Slice, She drips upon the snow,
The stainless steel relief, As the knife begins to enter, And blood and tears become one, She is soon to be forgotten,
Or cast aside, as just
by ~Mr-Mop
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Devious Info
- Current Residence: Canada
- Interests: music, philosophy, metaphysics, human truth
- Favourite movie: braveheart, mists of avalon
- Favourite band or musician: john michael montgomery
- Favourite genre of music: folk
- Favourite artist: deviant *Hikari-Ryu
- Favourite poet or writer: deviant *RavenWillowHawk
- Personal Quote: the joy in your heart is only as big as the space you allow it to occupy
- Tools of the Trade: pens, thoughts, idea's concepts.
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Wish I spent a bit more time on my own thoughts. I've had my moments though.I will allow you yours as well.
I'm generally speechless by your writings and excuse me if I cut my visit short because I no longer have patience for one thing that was once the only thing wrapped in my mind.
In other words. I don't read much anymore.
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