Saturday, January 2, 2010
Letter from 2009 to 2010
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Thursday, July 9, 2009
1st in a long time
Her desk cluttered with papers,
A mixture of documents and old
Love letters. She reads through them
without abandon, a twinkle in her
eyes, content and yet wanting.
She's beautiful, in every sense of
The word. Funny, caring, and
stunning, she's a vision to many
and to a lucky few, a friend.
Her eyes glow despite the light
coming from a lone candle on her
Table, they shine througout
One of the love letters catches
Her attention. It has no name
All that's on it is this poem.
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Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Sentinel on the Cliff
This blog died for a while, Now I'm reviving it. 1st post in a long time.
He runs through the woods on nimble feet, making not a sound. It's instinct to him, how he never hits a tree, or stumbles on the gray branches and brambles that litter the forest floor. Clear and keen eyes scan his path, noting every crack in the ground. Every puddle, leaf, twig and bug is taken in stride.
He runs on, an unhindered soul beating with life on this cold autumn night. Every muscle of his ripples in unison, working not as seperate entities, but a single, focused power, as he charges through the underbrush. Stopping not, on and on he runs. Without fear, without inhibitions, he runs. Through the black, he runs.
Silent as the wind, he speeds through the darkness. Shadow upon shadow, few see, and those who see, none react, for they know it is futile to catch the ghost among the trees.
There! amongst the trees! a slimmer of light. He alters his path towards it. Every step brings him closer, every bound he takes brings him nearer to the light. The trail begins to go uphill. The soil slowly replaced with stone, angled in such a way no other would dare scale it. With everystep, it gets harder. every foot infront of the other, more effort is needed, more is put in. It is a hard climb.
But he will not be denied.
With a final snarl of defiance, he bursts from the treeline, onto the protruding cliff. Eyes a bright yellow look across up at the stars and full moon. He draws breath, filling his lungs with fresh air.
He lets loose the air in a long, unyielding howl.
The Sentinel on the cliff watches all.
Cheers and WaitingHealing Poet
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Thursday, January 22, 2009
Silence
The tape has been pulled from my
mouth, the gag removed. The bonds
Cut from my hands and feet, and my
resolve renewed.
For a time my voice was lost. For a
time, I had nothing, I was quiet.
But silence has a way of making many
things desired.
I'm back ladies and Gentlemen.
Cheers and Waiting
Healing Poet
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Saturday, January 10, 2009
Trail of letters
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Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Word Definitions
Circumvent: What you tell your boss when he is stressed out
Balderdash: A bald guy winning a marathon
Willy-Nilly: A guy with no bump in his pants
Idiosyncracy: Idiots line dancing
Testimony: checking your wallet
If you get what they mean, then good for you
Cheers and Waiting
Healing Poet
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Friday, December 26, 2008
Wrappers strewn about the floor
A tree with leaves moulting. So dry
An assortment of gifts scattered about
The floor while children scamper about
Merrily ripping paper of packages
No other day would anyone be so happy
To see a house so messy.
Merry Christmas All :P
Cheers and Waiting
Healing Poet
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