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Crisco05
Over 90 days ago
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I love you to the stars and back Down to the depths of the sea Around the planet Pluto, Which no longer seems to be With width and depth and height and length There are no words to bring The explanation to a child The feeling of elder things

Insomnolence of agitation Vigilance of dedication Perseverance without hesitation Relentless acts of wakefulness Tis not the eve nor the asphyxiation I simply crave to slumber

Dutiful God,oh God of mine, Give me the strength to overcome. The rage of life, the zest is gone, A monastic life I lead alone. I have no friends to call my own, For bitterness enveloped me long ago. The sense of being worthy has been gone, I had it all,...

I love how just the simplest of things Can inspire a writer to amaze The words he captures Are not vague And even prose becomes a name

The time will come when one must choose, to be barefoot or wear the shoes, to wear a gown or business suit, to cross my arms or lay them askew. The space is small so think it out, for without thought there is no doubt. The preparations may seem great but...

Her soul is torn and tattered The riches of beauty gone The lines surround her eyes from worry The fleeting glimpse of youth has gone Do not dismay, her ragged state Her uncanny mane of grey Her eyes still have the light of grace From a long love God had...

The brilliance of the light, reflecting freshly showered grass, is hypnotically intriguing. Blade by blade of subtle innateness, a dew drop now has passed. Comely daisies softly dancing, the breeze is singing its song. Mesmerizing the senses, the petricho...

I feel the wind upon my face The lush green grass all over the place The trees are dancing like Southern Belles I cannot decide if this is Heaven or Hell A strike, a bang A bright light I see Watch Out! For that falling tree! The wind doth howl The fleeti...

Contemptuous acts of degradation Only lead to retaliation For only the one who knows the true meaning of revelation Will challenge the other of implications Because without the act of imprecation One is only to vindicate the love of another