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Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Prayer in the Rain
In the cold rain
Wind ruffling my hair
A silent prayer
To a god I don't know is rightly there
The old flowers of spring
I'm not sure
Are going to ever bloom again
Each year passing by
Like each new wave across a rock
Each one sweeter than the one before
Indefinitely
The sky is there
Telling of each new horizon
Which we each long for
Each of our dreams
Fallen like discarded spring blossoms
In favour of each new one
Old magic lies there
In each of our new songs
The wind is rippling each blossom

Monday, March 28, 2005

The Temple of Ka-Me-Nikhit
The temple sits upon a hill
For its glory many have killed
Diamonds and em'ralds adorn its walls
Sickles of gold upon the entrance doors
And rivers of blood and water rush through
The holy place, the love of loot
The sacrifices they offer up to her
She never asked for less then what it hurts
The music plays, stirs sweet mem'ries
And never ever have I ever seen
A place as stunning and deadly
As the Temple of the Ka-Me-Nikhit

Grapes of jade and leaves of silver
Hang upon the crimson branches
Of a hundred thousand bloodred rubies
That reflect the faces of the harpies
That guard the Treasure Tree that grows
Upon the marble tiles so lined with gold
The tree that many long to see
At the Temple of the Ka-Me-Nikhit

Her priest he plays sweet music soft
The lilt of flute and violin song
And when he lays his bow to rest
'Tis when he takes his knife to test
The sharpness of the blade he'd use
To cut the hearts of those who would
Come up the hill to loot
The many treasures said to be
In the Temple of the Ka-Me-Nikhit

Tuesday, March 15, 2005

The Trouble With Love.
The trouble with love is that
It eats you up inside
And leaves nothing behind.

Falling in Love Too Soon Again.
I'm so afraid of falling in love
So please keep me at arm's length
Until I learn to love again.

Feeling Too Much Too Soon.
The problem with me
Is that I feel too much too soon
So if you love me, please tell me now.
The Mortality of this World.
sadness goes through me
like
wind passing through me
over
a standing stone in the world
which
would one day be
broken
and never to be seen
again.

Monday, March 14, 2005

Vivid starlight passes over my eyes
I close them briefly
And when reopened
I see a passing of the ages
As if the Book of Time is flipping its pages
Right before me
And I cannot
understand why
I was chosen for this
But the voices in heaven
tell me this
not to worry
Your fate was long decided before you were here
And you were here a long time
You are life and life is you.

Saturday, March 05, 2005

You and Me. SoulmATES? Darling.
Together we ran like crazy
screaming out into the world
Together we were IT
We were like nothing no one else had imagined
Nothing no one had ever expected
We could have taken on the world
And now what are we?
We are slowly dissipating like smoke
We anticipated this
We knew we were smoke
Mist
Water
And yet we could never have accepted this
We were IT
MUSIC
LIFE
That's WHAT WE WERE
NOW WE ARE?
Silent
So silent in the night
Whispers
Whispers in my ear
Telling me
Telling me
I will be alone in life
Quiet
Quietly the night fire burns
Tell me
Tell me what should I do?
Should I kill you?
Somehow I think
I am meant
To be alone in life.
©all poetry copyrighted by marilyn 2004
Pictures at the top of page taken respectively from Yahoo Movies, Carson National Forest, Paris étudiant, Thomas Paquette Paintings.

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