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RainHypnotic patterned rain I cannot sleep Thoughts skittered through my brain Jumping there and here Soft constant drops paint a glistering canvas Shimmering under a street lit night My mind races The clock drips measures of my life The rain falls The whispering continuous patter I stare at the monochrome kalediscope Shifting, morphing prisms My world shouts in the silence of my mind. Sounds of night surround me Peace and quiet The cacophony of voices, images clawing at my mind. Paralysing my memory of today Holding off tomorrow likRain
by ~vorlon15
Morning LightMorning light colours my vision gold Breathe mists in front of me and my equine companion Walking along the path within nature’s cathedral Festooned with bark streamers bathed in dappled light of gold and apricotMorning Light
An avian cacophony of morning calls to mates unseen A melody of nature’s unplanned majesty God’s creations cosset me in evidence of divine sight Blind harmony of cruel passionate beauty
I smell the earth and its loamy fragrance greets me A fresh and tangy symphony plays for me Which yet settles in unity and grace Simple yet complex fractals and hues
by ~vorlon15
Onset of Christmas CheerOnset of Christmas Cheer ---- vorlon15 ©2006Onset of Christmas Cheer
I approach with dread all through the year The rapid onset of much Christmas cheer. For over to the Relatives we must all go Trepidations are high and expectations are low.
There’s Aunty Bea who is quite a good stick Her kiss on your cheek is like a cat’s licks Her gift for your body a jumper 3 sizes 2 small As in her memory you were not this tall.
And grumpy Grandpa Jones who really cant hear But he is quite cheerful well after a beer Cousin Jerome who would be any place but here Came under sufferance else
by ~vorlon15
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PoetryWhy must poetry Be beautiful? Be sad? Be deep?Poetry
Must it always Have morals For one To reap?
We search for hidden meaning In each line of poetry In each word of poetry As if it were treasure Hidden by the pirates of literature For us to seek out And claim for our own.
We look to poetry As a source of beauty As we look towards a flower Standing tall, petals tipped open As if wanting to embrace the sun and the sky, Colours gleaming in the light For our viewing pleasure.
We seek out emotion
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- Favourite movie: lake house
- Favourite artist: bastet_softpaw
- Operating System: xp
- Shell of choice: conch
- Favourite game: spore
- Favourite gaming platform: pc
- Favourite cartoon character: yogi bear
- Personal Quote: If we got what we deserved we would be in real trouble!
- Tools of the Trade: pen, paper & rubber gloves
- Email: vorlon15@yahoo.com
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