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Fore’er To Love He asks me if I’ll be his wife; He says he loves me – that I’m his dear. I should be glad! And yet a knife Of ice has pierced my heart with fear. “How long shall last this passionate care?” I ask, to which...
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Cracks Cracks creep out of the hole in my heart Splitting, splintering me apart. I try, with hot tears, to seal them close – Each crack a canyon which my grief flows Down in streams of boiling tears; This grief only widens and deepens my fears. I wish...
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To Be To be or not to be:When being is all grief?For being is but to endureTorment without relief. To grieve or not to grieve:When grieving is fore’er?For grieving melts our fantasiesTo prove what’s really there. To pine or not to pine:When pining is a bain?For pining drains...
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Stony ground Paved stones Granite Asphalt Pave-stones ...
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For years I have known the story of Henry V as rendered by Shakespeare. I have always loved the main character - Henry V - with an awe-filled respect. I can't remember how many times I have read the play, but every time, at that last line after...
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Candle-light Golden upon my mantle stands glowing A wavering taper, so softly bent By winds from the Northland, which are blowing To wake my mind into wonderment. I see in the flames a ship-boy climbing Up to the crow’s-nest, hoping to sight home. I see the old sexton,...
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There’s More to Life Than This Oh, world, you are so busy! So full of things to do It really makes me dizzy To rush around in you. Like some vast carnival ride You spin and toss and soar My heart is flipping inside And all I want...
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As I Sit By The Shore Salty is the sea-shore And salty are my tears Falling forevermore To mourn the passing years. Tide-swept ever-onward Too swiftly borne away. Time moves only forward I wish that time would stay. Bitter is the myrtle And bitter are my tears Dashing...
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This Sword An oath upon this sword I swore And with this sword I won a war. Now peace is gained And yet I’m pained To see I need this sword no more. This sword nevermore shall be drawn For now, fore’er, I lay it down. ...
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Consequences I told the truth: A link un-made. I told a lie: A link re-made. I kept my oath: A chain undone. I broke my vow: A chain redone. I saved a life: A shackle snapped. I took a life: A shackle clasped. I chose the light: A...
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When the Leaves Are Green Gray is the ground and gray the skies, Over the land a gray wind flies. Softly, within my heart it sighs: “Wake when the leaves are green.” Brown is the earth and brown the trees, Between their boughs a brown wind flees. Gently...
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A Tale of Two Isms (A high-school essay) Faith is a fundamental aspect of human life. We have and exercise faith more often than we realize and, sometimes, more often than we are willing to admit. I have faith that tomorrow the sun will rise. When I sat...
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I Defy Stack my pains and grief’s and woes Upon the corpses of my foes. Now light a match and make of fire- -y grave for all of them. A pyre For every fear and grief and pain And foe which will not rise again. Thus may they...
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The Loneliest On Earth Empty without, empty within Burdened by grief and filled with sin. Lost and ashamed And cruelly named: “The loneliest on earth.” Broken without, broken within Shattered from what I once had been. Stumbling long And singing my song: “The loneliest on earth.” Laughter without,...
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Not By Might She tried – oh, how she tried! One agonizing step after the other she made her way down to the deeper caverns and after a supreme battle of will, left the gems there to lie. Slowly, painfully, she forced her reluctant steps upwards – back...
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The lone figure struggled wearily up the barren, stony slope. Catching his foot on one of the many black and protruding stones he fell to his hands and knees with a low groan. He reached down to gently massage the new injury before pushing himself, once more, onto...
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Because when it rained The rain froze. (This last one is a streamer of ice in the side of my white car. Strange how the light is casting almost geometric patterns inside of it?) ...
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I Live ‘Tis completely impossible, And yet at once so wonderful. I cannot see How I could be. I live and still can’t grasp it all. Science cannot explain the man Nor any myth speak truer than The evidence: Intelligence. I live and sense a Master Plan. This...
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Contrasting Not Contrasting Contrasting Contrasting Not Contrasting Which are your favorites? ...