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Miles To GoA river have I to travel
For what purpose I do not know
But here I am, heading downstream
Thrusting the oar through the water
I propel my wood raft forward
With miles to go before I sleep

Numerous arbors have I past
Willows with river-kissed branches
Widowmakers growing massive
But no matter what tree I pass
I remain the lone sojourner
With miles to go before I sleep

Knowing that I must continue
Devoid of all hesitation
I bid these fine arbors farewell
As my raft drifts through the water
I stare into the distance
With miles to go before I sleep
A poem for the MoonThe moon is like a lamp in the night
It shines down on the world with its pure light
It listens to the calm sleep
Of its world’s little sheep
So gently is the light that embraces us
And in the day it leaves without making a fuss
Unnoticed in the day, but the moon is there
And it watches us and follows us everywhere
It shines its soothing light in my darkest days
It tries to cheer me up in its own ways
For me, the moon is something I could sing about
And it will listen to my voice and I have no doubt
Oh lovely moon so big, so round, so white
Never stop shining your pure light which shines so bright
Water lilies (white roses)Beautiful flowers so white and so pure
Floating on water and seem to allure
White roses which smell so sweet
Look down they’re below your feet
 
Nymphs sing their songs to protect
The broken heart from their queen
Because she died after one reject
The love that she gave, which was unseen
 
Old fairytales entwine around the flowers
And Water lilies are their names
Embedded the love in wonderful frames
Their roots are tall and strong as towers
 
As calm and beautiful as they are
Just like them you’ll become a star
You’ll love someone who accepts you
And that one will love and accept you too
 
Like lilies you can be strong
But also calm as where they swim
Though if you stay with them for long
You might hear the nymph’s hymn
 
Their melodies are only heard in the night
Listen carefully and you will hear
Dreams which let you shed a tear
Mysteries will shine so bright
Breathing SnowBlack pearls as eyes you have
too soon to catch a breath
too soon to call us we
who I am
is what you'll be

A longing call
between the mountains
and winter forests;
silent yet present
never ending scream
of forgotten souls

Out of red mouths
and blue eyes
how they shine
between the clouds
how they cry
without a sound

No need to count your frozen fingers
between seablue velvet
bury your cold body
into warm snow
bury your head down

We pinned our dreams into the sky
placed them between the stars
to watch them from far
while we die
Broken WordsAll through morning I was speechless
Words I broke in helpless fury
Many times they have betrayed me
I will let you be the jury
Now I'm glueing fragile pieces
That refuse to stick together
Some of them are so tender
Soft like dawn and light like feather
Some are serious and strong
Others jumpy, restless, funny
All of them give so much love
Like a smile that's bright and sunny
They're a part of me, my own
They have taught me many things
We have traveled many roads
They have given me the wings
They have shown me way through mazes
Held me up when I fell down
Sang to me the words of lyrics
Now they're broken and run-down
I have no right to judge them
They have logic of their own
All that happens has a reason
Love and care I should have shown
Seasons changeThe cardinal darts through the gleaming snow,
Wings beating harsh against the coldest winds
In fields of white where flowers won't grow,
Where leaves hit frozen rivers at their bend.
Life barely exists in this time of cold,
Too frigid for the little ones to play!
I then start to think of summers of old,
Of clouds in the sky, when fun filled my day.
Though, winter never lasts for very long...
The snow will start to melt and soon will fade.
The birds can resume their chirping and song
As they perch in the trees of the now green glade.

Look to the sky and you will surely see
The most brilliant blue bird soaring free.
The Lady of the NightWhen the moons cries, and the swans laugh
And the birds have stopped singing again
The beasts are in burrows, down they've lain
The lake fills with tears
Not disturbed by man, no midnight train
To paint new fears.

Though mind may run, our hearts will tire
The world around one big campfire
The wolves will howl, but they're all liars
They wake us up in spite
But no sounds nor cares would dare disturb
The beauty of the night.

The rain might fall upon our eaves
Our hearts will beat in fright
The shadows cast by fallen leaves
Our muscles loose and tight
But stars will shine, no troubling dreams
Can find us in their light
For now we're safe, wra
What am I?Day comes
I run away
I cartwheel to the ground below
and dark comes
I vault back into the sky.
 
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ButterflyThe vibrant sun enlightens your wings,
Twitching and fluttering constantly,
You fly past a bird who sings,
Dismissing its calls nonchalantly.

Searching for fresh, colourful flowers,
You get along well with bees,
Staring at the sky for what seems like hours,
Your beauty could bring the sun to its knees.

Always free to roam where you must,
No one tries to capture you,
For you will completely turn to dust,
And there's nothing anyone can do.

Flutter by, my little butterfly,
And ensure that your mission will be completed,
Always ask people how and why,
And never, ever become defeated.
CirclesSettling autumn under heavy snow.
No wheat left to sow.
Branches frozen in soft ice.
Slowly opens, your tired eyes.

Breathless cold, still crisp.
Sun dancing, across morning mist.
Serenely does the nature sleep.
Autumn does no longer weep.

Fading life streams away.
Fighting to seize the day.
Living longer the less that dies.
Nature sleeps, and no longer cries.

What is lost will soon be once more.
Heating slowly from the core.
Blossoms blooming in renewed might.
Shows that darkness, will succumb to light.
HurricaneRain drizzles softly against my window pane,
The wind is like a lion. Branches snap
Signs fly, giving me plenty to write with.
Deaths occur yet I am immune; this time.
It’s a story on the television,
Effects I only see and hear.
I’ll head to bed, with everything I need
And wake up with it still here.
ForestsForests
Much
like us,
They grow.
Much,
like us,
They fall.
As you count the rings,
The more you begin to know.
As you count the wrinkles,
The more you recall.
But when trees are surrounded by too many others
They cannot
g
r
o
w
;
Much like us.
Shooting Stars                                I
Stars descending, shedding rays;
   Wandering throughout an endless maze.
With each a cloudless night prolongs
   Pushing further back the dawn.
                                   II
The mermaids drink their tears away,
   Weeping,longing for the bay.
As Comets fall on the shore
   The merfolk flee to the ocean's core.
                                III
With the land on fire,
   And the waves rolling higher,
Stars are getting lost.
   Water turns to frost.
                                        IV
The moon falls slowly out of the sky;
   
Goodbye ToI swim too far
fly too high
I forgot to say
“GOODBYE”
(Why?)

Listen to our
blood run
side    by    side

I throw my hands
to
the rusty red sky

It's so cold
so dangerous that
I can't STAY
I run away from “ME”(?)

(I thought. . .)
but I can't
feel
I'm in your DREAM

I will HIDE
from
them tonight

(from who?)

I take my soul
and
throw it FAR away
24A copper coin rises
Behind a horizontal scar in the air
Like memories of red september
It bleeds over the edge of the world
Like dripping ink
On bleak-blue paper
And all around
Quiet holds firmly
Unto everything
No sound emitted
Except shrill notes
Carried across the wind
By feeble tea-stained wings
The rustling of grass
And trees wriggling
Their long, crooked fingers
And I imagine they call it
"The dawn of time"
Because it was then
As every dawn is now
And has been
Since us
Because the sunrise
Brings faint memories
Of a land long lost
Before the tyrants woke up
But the magic dissolves
Into the breeze
The tiny particles fly off
And are burn
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Серебристая шкура волка...
Знать, зима наступила, люди.
От засовов немного толка,
Он дорогу сюда не забудет.
Он спешил, но пришел так поздно...
Только кровь и запах полыни.
- Стаи нет, - прошептали звезды, -
Ты один навсегда отныне...
За околицей вой - к несчастью,
А в янтарных глазах - дух мщенья.
Хоть следы замело ненастье,
Ты не жди, человек, прощенья...
Но, в последнем прыжке взлетая,
Чтоб уже не коснуться земли,
Он услышит - зовет его стая,
И простит прокричавшего "Пли!"

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*Hangmoon Feb 14, 2013
класс :)
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~LomielDarkwood Feb 25, 2013
Спасибо! )))
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~Dayko85 Mar 28, 2012
Тронуло... великолепное стихотворение - по спине мурашки...
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~LomielDarkwood Mar 28, 2012
Спасибо! Я рада, что Вам понравилось.
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~galaxine Mar 23, 2012
Красивое стихотворение. Только волка жаль...
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~LomielDarkwood Mar 27, 2012
Спасибо!
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~CrystallineSpirit Mar 22, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Очень красивое и сильное, на мой взгляд, стихотворение. Понравилось.
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~LomielDarkwood Mar 27, 2012
Спасибо! Я рада, что Вам понравилось. :)
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Mood: Sadness ~Lady-Alexia-1993 Mar 22, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Потрясающе, Светлана, как всегда...
У меня от этого стихотворения навернулись слезы. Очень грустно... но так прекрасно...
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~LomielDarkwood Mar 27, 2012
Спасибо! Когда я его писала, мне тоже было очень грустно...
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