struck meQuote:
Originally Posted by mazHur
down like a hound
now I'm bound for glory
come to me my highwayman and
save me
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struck meQuote:
Originally Posted by mazHur
down like a hound
now I'm bound for glory
come to me my highwayman and
save me
save me!
comes on horseback,
comes to her by moonlight,
the highwayman in the moonlight,
tonight
tonight
in sprinkled bliss
gaze on stars' silver glow
and map the story's gentle turn
inside.
Oh no!
The cat wears shoes.
The dog is counting stones.
It's enough to turn this blue world
around.
opps, sorry I read the poems on the wrong page.
not a problem, schaden. :)
From Penseroso's:
inside
the stormy slits
of your eyes, did i see
the slightest trace of fear, of fear
growing?...
From Schaden's:
around
the world in eight
days now, wouldnt Verne be
amazed at how quickly we are
growing?....
growing,
the palm leaf peels,
like a snake, like we have,
but refuse to think as one with
snake, palm
snake,palm
yes, I carry
snakes in my palm of hand
they sneak out of my cuffs and sleeves
and bite
and bite,
does the winter,
our ears and nose, does float
our breathing, silent in the air -
white birds
white birds,
snowy egrets--
standing tall in canals--
longing deeply for Hatteras
again...
again
I find myself
on the outside looking
fondly at round smiling faces
unknown
unknown
soldier, your day
does not enough repay
the ragged way you live for our
easy sleep
easy sleep,
redeemed eyestrain
from the luminous day
the night has replaced washing light
away
ea-sy sleep
costs heavily
on lives in time of war
young soldiers, civilians die
dog's death
away
from home they went
to catch the terrorist
no weapons of mass destruction
are found